One Time When I Was A Photographer

2009

Online photo editing.  Endless filter choices.  They make me think I'm a photographer.

But I'm not.

Except this one time.

Five years ago, in my hometown Redlands, California, I  took a walk early one morning.  The day before it had rained long and hard, saturating everything.  As I walked, the sun came out and brought steam out of every field, lawn and tree.

Don't know if I was a photographer momentarily, or simply lucky to be at the right place at the exact right moment.