I had a grand plan for today: I was going to capture a bit of God’s morning light.
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People are sometimes surprised to learn that I was cripplingly shy as a kid. A barnacle on mom’s leg, nearly. There were many reasons, like getting lost at a festival when I was really young and many hours reading alone or hiking with the dogs as I got older.
That isolation started to chip away in high school theater and college, but it really weakened once I got hired as a reporter. My JOB was to approach strangers and talk to them, and my paycheck depended upon it. Strong motivation and a good opener really helped overcome the shyness.
Inside, though, I still have some of the introvert left. No one sees it because I’m generally gregarious and loud, but it’s there nonetheless. Continue reading
I have a confession to make: I’ve been reading some manuals.
And they’ve even been … helpful.
I know that reading manuals is almost as bad as stopping to ask for directions, but sometimes it’s just necessary.
I love photography.
Like writing, photography is an art of observing, of seeing differently and more closely, and of seeking value even where it could easily be missed or assumed lacking. Of deciding how best to share the value seen with others who may not have noticed or even had the chance to see for themselves.
It’s an art of honoring, valuing, and validating.