“I don’t care what anyone thinks of me. Except dogs. I want dogs to like me.” ~ Unknown
I ignored this shot when I first looked at it. I ignored it the second and third times, too. Then, this evening, I saw it. The peacefulness grabbed me the moment I laid eyes on it. I’d been talking with co-workers today about how I hoard images. For instance, during my trip to California, I shot over 1,700 images. That’s actually a pretty low number considering how long I was gone (and how much I shoot). But my point is that I won’t get rid of any even though I’ll only process a fraction of them. I just never know when I’ll need something I might have shot, or more likely, when I’ll see an image with new eyes. That’s what happened here, albeit in a very short period of time. That’s fine with me. This image showed itself when I needed peace, and peace within this image found me. This ability to see with new eyes is just one reason why I love photographs, all art really. Everyday I grow, so everyday I see things differently than the day before. I think that’s a gift in this life, and I’m grateful for it.
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