Where The Sidewalk Really Ends... {San Diego Child Photographer}

March 15, 2016 • Leave a Comment

When I 'discovered' this unique spot in the Bankers Hill neighborhood of San Diego I immediately thought of the famous and classic children's poem by Shel Silverstein, Where The Sidewalk Ends. This spot literally lays where the sidewalk ends. Right in the middle of urban San Diego these gorgeous blooms waited for a poetry inspired fine art children's photo session to take place. Along with some concrete steps and an abandoned picket fence this spot was sure full of inspiration for this fun little shoot one gorgeous evening at sunset. I decided to freelens a good portion of it to add to the feel I was going for as well. It brought to mind many lines from the famous poem and was so fun to create images inspired by the poem. I hope you enjoy it as much as we did creating it.

Lots of Love & Blessings, Anna

Where the Sidewalk Ends

There is a place where the sidewalk ends
And before the street begins,
And there the grass grows soft and white,
And there the sun burns crimson bright,
And there the moon-bird rests from his flight
To cool in the peppermint wind.

Let us leave this place where the smoke blows black
And the dark street winds and bends.
Past the pits where the asphalt flowers grow
We shall walk with a walk that is measured and slow,
And watch where the chalk-white arrows go
To the place where the sidewalk ends.

Yes we'll walk with a walk that is measured and slow,
And we'll go where the chalk-white arrows go,
For the children, they mark, and the children, they know
The place where the sidewalk ends.

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