“I want to go for a walk with my camera this morning.” My waking thought.
Like each year, I take a break from making photos. Come early November, the camera gets put into its bag and only re-emerges when the time is right. Apparently that time is now, and it does feel right.
Outside our home is a small chapel, a place for the spiritual to go and spend some moments in silence. I do this, not for religious reasons, but because it is a symbol of something, something special and well taken care of so we may all use it for the purpose we each require. I thought about what it is to see things, and to make images of them. How incredibly beautiful I find life, especially the things we humans are capable of doing within the natural world.
As the day began to lighten, and with clouds still thick in our valley, I took my walk. With open eyes and an open mind, I looked a little closer at where I live.