My online journal where I share my interests in photography, nature, journaling, fountain pens, bicycling, coffee life, spirituality and asking deep questions.
“…one is not really a photographer until preoccupation with learning has been outgrown and the camera in his hands is an extension of himself. There is where creativity begins.” – Carl Mydans
True but we must have the camera in hand.
On my way to play this past Friday and noticed these clouds along a housing development a couple of blocks from my condo. They were just so dark and ominous looking I had to stop and take a shot. Surprisingly, not one drop of rain fell. If you look close you will see a bicyclist in the center of the image at the edge of the trees. This is where the bicycle path runs.
Had an interesting conversation with my grandson yesterday morning. We had a beautiful frost overnight leaving these large crystals all over the car. I told him to check them out as they were just gorgeous. He looked then stated he thought I was the only one who would notice something like that. He may be close as there may not bee that many people who look at frost as I do. It could be my age is giving me more respect for the constant art of nature. Or it could be walking around with a camera in my hand has helped me to pay more attention to our world.