While trying to rid myself of the funk that I could feel barrelling down on me like the cold chill of a winters evening, (unshakeable cold, kids have left, I have to change my sheets) I went for a drive to see what I could see (avoidance), and boy did these cacti sure smack me out of it quick smart. The shapes were fab, the light was gorgeous, and the setting was as the young ones would say, mint 👌
One of the very reasons I started back in photography was getting myself out, getting away from my own inner thoughts and demons. Overthinking everything and remonstrating over all the questionable decisions I have ever made in my circling of this sun. But here I am. Alive for now, (don’t tempt fate woman) happy enough and joyful that I am truly doing what I love. The sheets can wait, as can the laundry list of to dos. They will all still be there tomorrow, but the light will move and that chanced scene might not be found unless I go and look, as if akin to the eternal hope that some good can always be found if you look hard enough and you give yourself enough peace.
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