Edges Of Early Spring

This is part of an ongoing practice: five frames per outing, edited as a deliberate sequence. A way to sharpen narrative thinking, stay present, and share small observations from the field.

On this early spring walk near home, I set out with no particular goal beyond moving slowly and paying attention. In the bright air, bare branches and built forms seemed to sit on the edge of change — a small trace of the season turning, and the joy of seeing it happen.