I'm trying to come up with something metaphorical to say about this photo.
The grass is always greener on the other side of the fence.
Don't let things slip through the cracks.
It's the little things.
Maybe I should try to come up with something original instead.
Every day the world teems with traffic, marriage, war, shopping, hardship, heartbreak, love and death. Someone is rejoicing. Someone's going to work. Someone's being born.
Then one day a crack appears and sure enough, nature takes over.