Pictures from the Edge

I've always looked on the edges - interesting things happen at the edge - all the blood and thunder is centre stage, but if you avert your eyes, where the noise falls away, you see more: little rumblings just going about their business. And that's where I hung around with camera in hand hoping and trying to capture people and things that may have been forced, or chosen, to float around the edge. People who wouldn't normally be photographed, as the main event was where all the attention was. I'm never judgemental. On the ladder of life you can find yourself at the base struggling to get a good foothold on the first rung, let alone reaching the top. We might have made it this far, the only difference being some of the favourable cards we got dealt. Long may the luck continue.