I have a love for imperfection. I like when things look a little handmade and when the flaw in something is actually why you love it. In actuality, imperfection actually resolves into perfection. It's really a choice of the mind, because when they meet in the middle, it's quite beautiful.
When I was in Illinois, Megan took me to the quarry. I say "the" because it is rightfully that wonderful and special. Here are some perfectly imperfect photos from our time there.



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