Kalispell, MT

Amid holiday fanfare, I step aside to observe how the plain can also be beautiful. A cluster of onions left in a snowy field, not even valued as foodstuff, still has integrity of form that claims the eye. With the click of the shutter, the onions are committed to film in an act of silent praise.

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