I know I’m obsessed with sunflowers, but I’m a little bit in love with this old man sunflower I found in Belmar, NJ on Saturday. I was walking to my car when I passed it and needed to stop to grab a picture. There’s something so frail and delicate about a dying sunflower.
Once again, I tried my hand at an animated gif. This one makes me smile because riding on the PATH train often feels like this eternal, Sisyphean task and I imagine all these riders stuck forever in my gif. Which actually sounds kind of cruel now that I typed it.