While in Berkeley, the shadows came out to play and I greeted them like old friends. Friends I hadn’t seen for ages. Or what had seemed like ages.

With each greeting, they seemed to dance a little.

A few flickr shadow favorites:

Woodstack by Danske

Untitled by Smosch

Shadow by Ana Ventura

White Shadow by Camilla Engman

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