Wednesday, June 11, 2014

One Time When I Was A Photographer


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.