Who hurts when you fall?
Who smiles when you climb?
Who sees you when you can’t see yourself?
Who’s got your back when no one has theirs?
When all the world fades, who remains? … friends.
No picture… you know who you are.
How innocent these creatures. Day to day living their lives, at the mercy of our mercy. To have clean water, clean food, a place to dwell as nature intended. Green ripples in the fabric of our world… Shall we care?
I saw this beaver munching peacefully in the unusually high waters of Newport News Park (Newport News, VA) this evening along the White Oak Trail.
The day after Independence Day… the burden of tyranny lifted. A day to exhale the breath of freedom. Relax and enjoy the hard-fought rewards. To be liberated. To own your own destiny. Unconstrained. A light spray of bliss.
Photograph taken at City Center, Newport News Va during the Hampton Roads Digital Photography Club photowalk on July 5, 2011.
Beauty and mystery engulf us. Shall we open our eyes and see it? Knowing it’s there leaves us only to find it…
This is a picture of a window on Bridge Street in Hampton, Virginia at 8:23 pm on June 25, 2011. I focused on the fiery-lit clouds reflected in the glass, and composed around the poster of the monkey just on the other side of the glass.
The Big Apple… 1/14/2011. Five months later, I still haven’t come down from New York City. My first glimpse was at twilight while approaching the Holland Tunnel. BAM!!! NYC hit me in the face! Huge, lit up buildings, a glowing green Statue of Liberty, a brightly lit (in green) top of the Empire State Building. I almost swallowed my tongue. The term “Big City” suddenly had meaning.
Lights, action, glitz and glamour. This town has it all. You think you know “diversity?” Can it! People of all ages, stripes and nationalities; modern architecture nestled with historic. Everything different, but simmering together delectably.
They say “what happens in NY, stays in NY.” But, it impacted me, changed me, and came home with me. I’m ready for another bite…
After a bit of nudging from a friend, I produced my very first Project 365 – Day 1 photo this year in January, 2011.
In a moment of reflection, I see my first SLR; the first thing I bought with my first paycheck from a summer job when I was 16. I used it as our High School yearbook photographer in 1979 and 1980. Canon forever.