A Memory

 "You shoot a picture with the intent to capture something. I don’t even like that word—‘capture’, with all its brutal negativities. The very instant we capture a memory, the captured gets set free. The moment elapses, time shifts a second and what you had lived while making that photograph, goes away. Like clasping sand tightly and seeing time run through our fingers. A photograph is a bit like a breakup, perhaps. And all we wish for is remembrance of photos past." Raj Lalwani

July 31, 2009

Haleakala, Maui

Floral

Birthday bouquet. Another birthday gone. I'm patting myself on the back for NOT indulging in any of my food  cravings yesterday. It wasn't easy. No guarantees for today however. 😉

This too shall pass

Will it really? This is a rough week. Eight years ago my mother was in hospice; she passed away on the 28th. I have a birthday this week and I'm feeling very 'what's the point'. My mom was the one who could always lift my spirits. 

Twelve years ago I was on my way to Hawaii for a week on the island of Maui. 

I recently said that I don't spend a lot of time looking back but there doesn't seem to be much ahead of me.

Summer Rain, Summer Cold

It's raining this morning and at least it won't be 100° today. I've had a summer cold for two weeks, a result of unmasking. I have now returned to wearing a mask when I go into a store. Masks will be part of our lives for a long time, I believe.

This image is from 2011, Nikon D700.