in the eye of the beholder
I had the day off today, and as other plans fell through, I had most of the day to myself. What better way to spend my time, than down along the Waterfront Park Cherry Trees? I was joined by Holly and her little ones for the first hour or so, but the other three hours (yes, I spent four hours down there) were spent alone, wandering up and down the rows, sitting in the patchy sunlight to read for a while, burying my nose in fragrant blossoms and reloading roll after roll of film.
This image was taken after I finally sat down for a bit, before I started reading. My book (a reread of The Great Gatsby) provided a wonderful prop, and I fell in love with this particular scene. So, even though I'm sure the actual Hasselblad frame will be better, I had to share this one: a makeshift TTV featuring my camera, jeans, new(ish) Ariat boots, and just a hint of my fingerless gloves.
At some point during the morning, I ran into (and met for the first time) the awesomely talented Ben Canales. I've admired Ben's work for a long time, and his fairly recent Finding Oregon timelapse video still takes my breath away. So go watch it, if you haven't already.
Meanwhile I'll be here, wishing I was crouched again over my Hasselblad on the green grass, composing images while a pink canopy tosses in the wind.