In Maxine’s Garden
Sunday afternoon, a time to rest and relax and take it easy and just do what I wanted. Answer no phone calls. Take no visitors. Enjoy myself.
As strange as this may seem, my wish was to immerse myself in Maxine’s front yard garden. Maxine, my landlady and occupier of the first floor flat, plants flowers in the front yard in place of a lawn. It takes the entire front yard.
For the past couple of weeks, whenever I walk up to the front entrance I hear my name called. “George! George!”
I look around, no one is there. Finally I answered, “What?”
Clear as could be, the response came: “Take our pictures.”
Oh great. Now I hear flowers talk. Regardless, Sunday afternoon I was taking pictures, just as requested.
Up and down the steps. In and out of the house. Try this and that shot. Plan, shoot, view. And do it all again.
To shoot the images and to work with them in the computer took my full attention. It consumed me throughout the afternoon hours.
At last I uploaded the finished photos to my flick account. Then I relaxed. Stress load reduced. Feeling the accomplishment. All was good.
see these finished images at my Flickr site. Click here to go see them.
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