Reflecting

I look like I know what I’m doing. Black rubber-encased camera with a custom-made neck strap; a 55-200mm zoom expertly twisted into place; long hair expertly encased in a black ball cap; capped off by a tan field vest with its many pockets filled with prime lenses, filters, and batteries – I am the very image of a professional photographer. But, I’m not a professional – I only play one…

Crossing the line

Living in Northwest Florida, I’m within an hour of the Alabama border. I’ve about exhausted the state parks around here, so thought I’d take a drive to visit a park in Florala which is just over the state line. Florala ~ get it? FLORida and ALAbama, FLORALA? The park isn’t very big, and other than an old playground and short boardwalk along the lakeshore, there’s not much there. It was…

Love letters

Before Internet, before email, they wrote love letters to each other. She tied them with a red ribbon, secreting them away in the rafters of the attic so they wouldn’t scandalize their children. A little Trifecta lagniappe, or a Trifextra, for the weekend. A love story challenge, written in only 33 words. Backstory: my husband and I have been together since 1983, well before cell phones, email, Skype, Facebook or…

Week 4: 365 Project

This week was better for me getting more dedicated photos, but there were a couple of days where it got to be 7, 8 at night and I’m scrambling to find something to use to take a picture. No theme this time, but I have been thinking about a few more weekly shots. I want to work on photographing food – not so much like for glossy ads, but macros…