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Wednesday, March 19, 2014

Urban poetry

Here's a nice blast of color: flags whipping in the wind in Rockefeller Plaza.

Notice the flags at the far end, where it looks as though there wasn't even a gentle breeze. (Trust me, it was quite gusty.) I kept hoping for a shot where all the flags would be flapping around at once, but the wind ran up and down the line of flags like a wave and refused to cooperate. I like the picture anyway.

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