spring leaves

julian

The soft skin, the bright eyes, the drool... does it get any better than this?

windblown

stocksdale park IV

Here is another frame from Stocksdale Park (other frames can be found in this gallery).

This was a striking find for me. As I walked along the woodland path I spotted this crazy old tree, going off in a dozen directions. I was immediately attuned to its freeness, its lack of inhibition (if a tree has that sort of thing). It was riveting to look at, and I found myself staring at it for a few minutes before I thought about how to capture it in a frame.

But I didn't spot it alone - when I saw it, it was framed by the two straighter trees on either side. I'm not sure if those trees are "attempting to hide" it, or if they are "providing a safe space" for it. All I know is that the tree could not be shot on its own - it had to be shot "in community," so to speak.

Not to read too much into it (but I am a pastor, you know), but isn't that the way it should be? When we are a little crazy, there should be others there "framing us." And when we are "straighter" or "more usual" we should provide a place and contrast in which to show off the eclectic nature of others.

Hmm... I'll stick to theology.

prairie grass

Here is a completely untouched frame from my photo walk that occured during my son's soccer practice. The light was so sweet that night.

Sorry for the long delay in posting. With hectic work schedules and a round of freakish spring frost, photo making has taken a back seat.

More to come!