Matt Feldman Photography
In the fog of the late afternoon, there was only noise. So thick was the mist in the air that the famous falls were invisible, even standing right…
I ride a school bus every morning now. Again. A big yellow one. With green vinyl seats you peel yourself off of in hot weather. With the fold-out STOP sign. With the flashing lights. With the windows that only slide halfway down, enough to only tease riders about relief from the stifling environs. But my lunch hasn’t been stolen (yet), so things are still good.