Wind is mesmerizing
 
At a gas station a man with a tucked in shirt, clunky belt buckle, and a thick mustache puts the nozzle in his car. His cowboy boots clicking against the concrete, he walks into the parking lot to watch an enormous flag nearby rippling in the wind.
 
Meanwhile, a girl waits next to her car for her mom to finish filling up. She moves away from the chaos as her mom cares for the gaggle of toddlers in the back seat. The beads in her hair sound the same as his boots as she makes her way towards him.
 
Standing square to each other, hypnotized, he breaks the silence. “Wind is mesmerizing.” She nods, both sets of eyes locked on the flowing fabric.
 
Shell Gas Station
Holland, MI
2019