"No great artist ever sees things as they really are. If he did, he would cease to be an artist." - Oscar Wilde
Most of the time, I take photos because I want to see what something will look like as a photograph. Other times, I just don't want to forget I saw it. And then there's the times I have no idea why I took that photo.
Wednesday, September 30, 2009
Tuesday, September 29, 2009
Monday, September 28, 2009
One bird flying is enough
Sunday, September 27, 2009
Saturday, September 26, 2009
Friday, September 25, 2009
Thursday, September 24, 2009
Wednesday, September 23, 2009
Tuesday, September 22, 2009
Monday, September 21, 2009
Sunday, September 20, 2009
Saturday, September 19, 2009
Friday, September 18, 2009
Thursday, September 17, 2009
Wednesday, September 16, 2009
Tuesday, September 15, 2009
Monday, September 14, 2009
Sunday, September 13, 2009
Saturday, September 12, 2009
Friday, September 11, 2009
Thursday, September 10, 2009
Wednesday, September 9, 2009
Tuesday, September 8, 2009
Monday, September 7, 2009
Sunday, September 6, 2009
Cock-a-doodle-doo
After I saw the rooster crossing the road, I passed this guy (gal?) and it was cock-a-doodling. Of course, never when I had the camera aimed at it. Summer, 2009.
Saturday, September 5, 2009
Friday, September 4, 2009
Thursday, September 3, 2009
Wednesday, September 2, 2009
Abandoned
Saw this abandoned trailer in the woods at the retreat I attended earlier in August. I can't imagine why it was just left there. Summer, 2009.
Tuesday, September 1, 2009
Camouflage
This kitten and its mother and siblings made their home in the flower garden at the camp I visited for my August retreat. Summer, 2009.
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