Texture on the hiking trail
Texture of light and brick in Sacramento
And what about the elastic texture of time? It flies smoothly when having fun, yet drags roughly when dutifully dogging work.
I’ve not had time to capture or create an image to express this taffy-pull challenge of returning to work, that necessary reality tugging time from photography. And, therein lies the rub of my existential Which Way Photo Challenge: take time to make a living or make time to take a photo.
All hail the end of the COVID-battical!
Looking into the window of a lighting shop in Sacramento.
Early sun landing on the airport hangar rooftops in Truckee, as seen through the window.
“May I never boast except in the cross of our Lord Jesus Christ”: “‘… my disciple must … take up their cross and follow me …’ ‘… learn from me, for I am gentle and humble in heart, and you will find rest for your souls.’”
Last full moon waning — last on the DSLR
Last trail trekked — last on the cell camera