As Mr. F and I continue our travels, sometimes I think about the way we drift into and out of a community– for a time, we’re locals, we begin to become recognized at the local coffee shop and grocery store and then *poof* suddenly we’re gone.  It’s as if we were never there.  I do wonder, are we missed?  Do folks speculate about happened to that bearded man and his lady? Miami photographer Jane Krupp, in her Day Ghosts series captures the way daily our interactions are so fleeting.

Wherever you go becomes a part of you somehow.

This quote by Anita Desai came up in my Facebook feed this morning and it’s something I think of often.  How each place we go, whether a physical location or mental, emotional, or spiritual spot, influences us in ways we may not realize until we have vacated it.  I think it is the same with the people we come into contact with.  We never know the impact we make, for better or for worse, on the people in our presence.  I hope our fleeting existence leaves a wake for good.

To see more of Jane Krupp‘s work, please visit her website.

All images are via the artist’s website.