A few images from  a familiar street. You know that feeling when you are so used to driving down a certain road, you can almost drive down  it without thinking about it. I love Shepard Street. The way it’s so melancholy at 2 Am in the morning, the way Grace Church lights up so vividly at dusk. I love seeing the old vintage Sears that my family used to hang around when I was younger. I love driving by Adolf Hoepel’s auto shop and saying the name out loud… Adolf Hoepel…I love seeing the yellow flowers blooming in the hidden garden right before I turn to get on the highway…

The weekend starts early for me tomorrow. I think I’ll take my old Canon out to Jensen for a photo session.