Rex and Raven love following me around while I take these pictures. First the wind will blow, moving my perfect shot... and I wait patiently for it to die back down again. Then one cat or the other moves in for some attention...and so I wait again...and then the lighting changes because it's a cloudy day. And then... I see it, the shot I worked for.
I was thinking about this at work today, what to look for, and how hard it is to see something with new eyes again. When did we stop doing this?
I hate being inside for so many hours every day. Everything is concrete and sharp corners and sounds bang off walls, there is no breeze. Time hammers into me, spontaneity has no room here.
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