Taps is a piece of music that brings a lot to mind. It is peaceful and yet dynamic. It gives us a few moments to think about what we are doing when we hear it. It does not let our mind wonder as the notes play across the field.
We jump when the guns or cannon goes off. It is our job to remember our veterans, to lengthen as long as possible their time of death to the time those of us who live actually forget who they are.
Memorial Day has special meaning to many. Here is the serious face of a small child with his hand over his heart. I could not resist the shot. As a photographer I sometimes exempt myself from the duties of a citizen, like hand over heart and standing at attention. Especially when I see patriotic training and forbearance has taken over and has been taught to our young people. These are the people of the future.
It is always a rule to carry a camera at all times no matter how inconvenient it is. Not a stunning place, but one that will bring back fond memories for me. The entire family out for a walk and not really being aware of our surroundings this wonderful sunset comes along. As I looked up I notice that several photographers has gathered to take the shot. I shuttered that I did not have a camera and then I remembered my Leica DLUX 4. I had it ready to shoot and using the program mode I was able to capture this shot. It capped off a perfect afternoon. No stress, or mess, just fun and time.
In the dark and January winter the trees stand silently as the snow covers their branches and all of the ground around them. Few people visit them at this time. Year after year they are there, day after day. If it is your favorite spot to picnic you hardly notice from year to year as the trees grow and experience natures seasons. Sometimes you hardly notice they are there except when you need shelter or shade. The paths you walk on through the woods are covered with the snow. They will be here for a long time, maybe you will take your grandchildren to share.
These are the cold bare days of winter. I love them, the colors are perfect and the air crystal clear. I can see better definition during these days. Once you look through natures camouflage and become one with it you can see things not normally seen. How well does God do? It is perfect and quiet. It is a privilege to be able to see this. To many, it is just weeds and snow. Look and see what you can see. BTW this is one of my first photos with my Leica DLUX 4. What a great camera.
Fall is coming to an end as the color abates and hides for the winter. Rain rain replaces the clear crisp days and soon it will also pass and turn to snow. My favorite time of the year will pass and i will get another year older. I am so lucky to have seen so many falls and I long to see many more. Fall is a time for reflection for myself and i often times look very inward. It was a great time to walk around the wooded areas and to see things like this rock. Ugly to a great many people but to me it is just a way God has of showing us another side of beauty. In the last gasps of a season the color still lingers on and takes on new colors and a new deepness for the darks and lights. In the beginning of fall we see yellow trees and actively look for them and at the end of fall we see yellow, if only we will look for it.