Where the sidewalk ends.
April 13, 2010I’m so excited to share with you this recent session with Stacey and Brian. They were celebrating their 4th wedding anniversary on the day that we shot this session. They wanted something a little different and we were more than happy to accommodate that! I really wanted their session to be relaxed and romantic and for their personalities to shine through. I think we may have achieved that!
For some reason as I was editing these this poem by Shel Silverstein kept running through my head. I think it’s fitting, don’t you?
There is a place where the sidewalk ends
And before the street begins,
And there the grass grows soft and white,
And there the sun burns crimson bright,
And there the moon-bird rests from his flight
To cool in the peppermint wind.
Let us leave this place where the smoke blows black
And the dark street winds and bends.
Past the pits where the asphalt flowers grow
We shall walk with a walk that is measured and slow,
And watch where the chalk-white arrows go
To the place where the sidewalk ends.
Yes we’ll walk with a walk that is measured and slow,
And we’ll go where the chalk-white arrows go,
For the children, they mark, and the children, they know
The place where the sidewalk ends.
