While strolling the mall I came across this young man and these wonderfully bright tennis shoes. I just had to ask permission to take a photo and of course anyone wearing these shoes would not object to having a photo taken.
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While strolling the mall I came across this young man and these wonderfully bright tennis shoes. I just had to ask permission to take a photo and of course anyone wearing these shoes would not object to having a photo taken.
What a wonderful day we had yesterday. It didn’t start that way as I slept in late and missed and amazing sunrise. My body must have needed the rest because when I awoke just after 7:00 I could see the colors in the eastern sky. After a shower and some quite time I headed outside and discovered we had a nice frost and a light ground fog . After the fog burned off the clear skies allowed the sun to warm things up as our temperatures rose to 50 degrees. It was so nice I ventured out to Blendon Woods in the afternoon with camera and tripod. I found these leaves against the brown and white background and chose it for my image today. It will not be long and the snow will give way to the green of spring. Bring it on!
It is good to pick a book back up and read it again. It seems to always have gone through some editing process.
“Feelings, whether of compassion or irritation, should be welcomed, recognized, and treated on an absolutely equal basis; because both are ourselves. The tangerine I am eating is me. The mustard greens I am planting are me. I plant with all my heart and mind. I clean this teapot with the kind of attention I would have were I giving the baby Buddha or Jesus a bath. Nothing should be treated more carefully than anything else. In mindfulness, compassion, irritation, mustard green plant, and teapot are all sacred.” — Thich Nhat Hanh (The Miracle of Mindfulness)
“While there is perhaps a province in which the photograph can tell us nothing more than what we see with our own eyes, there is another in which it proves to us how little our eyes permit us to see.” Dorothea Lange
Photography has given me is the gift of seeing more of the world around me. These ferns were against the wall of a stucco building next to a pathway leading to the swimming pool and immediately caught my attention. I feel photography has allowed me to see more of the world rather than just walking past it.