Love, proved.

In photographs,

I've always loved what others don't see.

That meaning,

I like to take shots of things

that perhaps others might miss.

Things that make me catch my breath.

Looking up.

Down.
The sky.

Can anyone ever have enough sky?

I love the stories that I see

in others photographs.

Like the person behind the lens.

The smiles at the camera

that capture a moment in time.

Forever.

The happy moments,

caught in a God's eye.



Meantime ~::~
I got sick with food poisoning.

Not reading
as too ill

Eating
urggh, nothing

Drinking
water water water

Mood
wanting to be well again

For two of my favourite photographers go
here and here

Read this two days ago
and cried because I loved it so

“Once upon a time there was a girl I knew, who lived across the street. Brown hair, brown eyes. When she smiled, I smiled. When she cried, I cried. Every single thing that ever happened to me that mattered, in some way had to do with her. That day Winnie and I promised each other that no matter what, that we'd always be together. It was a promise full of passion and truth and wisdom. It was the kind of promise that can only come from the hearts of the very young.”

The Wonder Years

Keep well, and happy dears