Jostling puts me in mind of a rush hour morning on the subway, back when I lived in New York City. That may sound strange, but on that extremely rare occasion when I was actually in a good mood I felt we passengers were like flowers in different stages of growth, jostling for the right postion and the best light. No animus, just the gentle necessities of growth.

By the way, this is an over three year old photo, just re-worked this morning. As is my frequent bent, I inverted the colors, then did some other minor tweaking.

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‘til next take, may you enjoy life in the ever changing light,

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