I went for a walk this evening, just me and my camera. I needed time alone, time to think about something other than all the ordinary things I always think about. For a floating-free hour, I focused on the sky and clouds, the colors, angles, shadow and light, the exquisite beauty of a decaying, worn out summer.
Usually, I speed through the countryside at breakneck speeds. I glance around and think to myself, "It's so beautiful. I wish I could capture it with my camera."
Today, that's what I tried to do. I walked slowly. I stepped off the path. I turned around and walked backwards. I looked up, and I looked down.
Today, I noticed.
This same time, years previous: would you come?, deprivation, keeping my hands in the toilet, pumpkin-sausage cream sauce