Texture in the Way of Life
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!
Colors of Rust and Decay
All out of gas
not that it matters when you break down on the trail
Oh, scrap!
Bark and Bark Again
For every bark, there is a season.
“a season for every activity under the heavens: … a time to uproot …
… a time to tear down …
… a time to scatter …
… a time to embrace … and a time for peace.”
Gold in Them Thar Rocks
Boulders tumbled up along Lake Tahoe’s shore
Cee’s Fun Foto Challenge — Piled up
