GA- When the sun pops above the tree line in Berkshire Manor, few folks seem to notice.
The blinds are still closed in many of the two-story houses. And the Alpharetta neighborhood holds onto the last quiet that precedes the morning commute. But one man is watching. Closely.
Barefoot and bug-eyed, Paulus Bommarito stands on a sand path he built in his backyard just for these occasions.
He's staring directly at the sun.
Bommarito, who manages his own graphic design firm, presses his palms together in front of his chest, as if in prayer. "It's not a worship," he says, a Hawaiian shirt and blue shorts hanging loosely from his slim frame. "It's a reverence for what the sun does. It gives us our life. It gives us light – everything." Full Story - MagazineLane.com - Costume SuperCenter
The blinds are still closed in many of the two-story houses. And the Alpharetta neighborhood holds onto the last quiet that precedes the morning commute. But one man is watching. Closely.
Barefoot and bug-eyed, Paulus Bommarito stands on a sand path he built in his backyard just for these occasions.
He's staring directly at the sun.
Bommarito, who manages his own graphic design firm, presses his palms together in front of his chest, as if in prayer. "It's not a worship," he says, a Hawaiian shirt and blue shorts hanging loosely from his slim frame. "It's a reverence for what the sun does. It gives us our life. It gives us light – everything." Full Story - MagazineLane.com - Costume SuperCenter
