Reading between the lines, to me, does not mean seeking alternate motives between the obvious. Here, in this photo, reading between the lines is having a chance to notice the beauty in every layer. The leaves are nice, the trees are strong, but there are a million little motions and intentions at play in a single moment in time. I have no idea what is behind each of these things, but I can stop, capture and lose myself in the loveliness of the everything.
Everything counts. Everything.
Obviously, one of my favourite things to do with my time off (when I can manage to stay away and upright despite to the medical issues that cause issues with both of those things!) is wander and shoot photos. These shoots are for no one, go nowhere and generally just sit in my online photo albums for the rest of time, until I maybe need a shot I remember to print for a friend who liked it or needs a cheer up. I’ve started making my photos into little note cards, where the photo prints on one side of the card stock and then I can fold it and write something nice inside. Makes for a super quick and personally created thank you or pick me up.
Most times I wander on foot through areas close to me, as I’m lucky to live in a countryside setting that is only a few miles from a large city. I have pretty much everything close to me that I would want to shoot: Farms, barns, decrepit old buildings, falling apart with neglect, city-scapes, street art, modern and very old buildings, animals, trees and rivers and prey birds in flight everywhere, hunting for food along rocky-tree lined cliffs boarding some of the Great Lakes around me. (Four of which I can get to without much travel).
On Friday, my hubs had the day off so I took it off as well and we drove around like we used to do long before we had children and adulthood took over. I managed some lovely shots on our trip. I’m going to post them here – little back stories included. 🙂