solo post - L, Nikon
I was looking back over photos from the past year, trying to collect a few of my favorites. I found it funny that the ones that took me back to the moment the best where the very simple ones (not even necessarily good) taken of ordinary things. This one, for instance, was taken when I was at the John Campbell Folk School for a week. I went off without packing but one pair of socks. The mornings were unusually cold for October and the ground wet with dew on my early morning walks. I had to try to dry them in the sunlight every chance I had. Looking at this simple photo I can not only feel the cool, smooth wooden floors on my feet - all of the many wonderful memories come flooding back to me.
As I looked at other photos in my library I realized that it was the ones I had taken of my shoes, my feet on the ground that I stood, that really took me back to the moment the clearest - so clear I could smell the earth, feel the air, and hear the birds sing. Isn't that odd? I know it's nothing new, and every one does it, but I'll keep taking those photos of my feet wherever I go.
I was looking back over photos from the past year, trying to collect a few of my favorites. I found it funny that the ones that took me back to the moment the best where the very simple ones (not even necessarily good) taken of ordinary things. This one, for instance, was taken when I was at the John Campbell Folk School for a week. I went off without packing but one pair of socks. The mornings were unusually cold for October and the ground wet with dew on my early morning walks. I had to try to dry them in the sunlight every chance I had. Looking at this simple photo I can not only feel the cool, smooth wooden floors on my feet - all of the many wonderful memories come flooding back to me.
As I looked at other photos in my library I realized that it was the ones I had taken of my shoes, my feet on the ground that I stood, that really took me back to the moment the clearest - so clear I could smell the earth, feel the air, and hear the birds sing. Isn't that odd? I know it's nothing new, and every one does it, but I'll keep taking those photos of my feet wherever I go.
"Time stands still best in moments that look suspiciously like ordinary life." - storypeople
