![fallen pedal](https://openlab.citytech.cuny.edu/SCANLAN-Eng1101-5352-S2014/files/2014/03/20131215_145510-300x168.jpg)
March 15 2014, Yircary Caraballo
Fallen pedal
On Saturday the 15 2014, I attended my first funeral. Didn’t know what to expect, but kind of had a clue. I mean, I’ve watched many movies and they always show funerals as such a grey and rainy day. It was exactly how I expected it, raining with a hint of light coming from the sun which was hidden behind the foggy clouds. The mood do sad and mellow. As I walked towards the coffin where my dear cousin lied so still I couldn’t help but noticed a red pedal so bright and still, laying on the floor. I wondered where that could have come from, knowing we all had white roses. So surprised I stopped and took the picture. I decided to frame it in the center to get a sense of isolation. How this vividly bright rose pedal laid alone and the wet concrete road.
![shadow love](https://openlab.citytech.cuny.edu/SCANLAN-Eng1101-5352-S2014/files/2014/03/20131213_154726-168x300.jpg)
March 16 2014, Yircary Caraballo
Shadow love
Walking along the street at 12 o’clock in the afternoon, I noticed how my shadow was cast upon this huge blank wall. Amazed of how much hair I have, I decided to take a quick picture. I didn’t think much of it just a normal daily Instagram picture. Until I went back and looked at it again. Looking at the shadow and the form of the two body standing there, I noticed the way the big shadow looked down upon the shorter one while holding her hand and purse. A simple sign of love and affection.