Taken at the tennis courts in Antioch Park in Merriam, Ks.
The tennis courts so worn and rusty; dirty and cluttered with fallen leaves and twigs. The chaos is almost calming, in a city living way. I find beauty in things worn and seemingly past their day. The textures and colors that are brought out in time tell a story all their own.
Thursday, September 3, 2009
at the top of the net.
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If not for the title, I don't think I'd know what I'm looking at. I was watching my daughter's tennis match earlier this evening.
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