jour·ney [júrnee]process of development: a gradual passing from one state to another regarded as more advanced, e.g. from innocence to mature awareness
The thing about pictures
Do you ever have moments when a pre-existing reality comes to slap you in the face? It seems to happen to me from time to time. Just the other day I had one of those moments. It was a beautiful day outside. The kind that you just want to get lost in. The type of day where you wish you had no responsibilities, so that you could just sit around drinking in the perfection of it all. I had my camera with me walking up from one school to the other switching class, loving the way the sun was gently stroking my face. I stopped to take some pictures of our black berry bushes (called mora,) and the post surrounding them, thinking how artistic and beautiful they would look in a picture. After taking a few shots I continued walking up the path. I began to think how I couldn't wait to share this moment with everyone back in the states. The warmth of the sun was perfect, the crickets were enjoying themselves in conversation, the air held a certain mystery in it. Then it hit me..the crickets, they won't be able to hear the cricke
ts. They wont to be able to smell the air. They can't taste the mora. They can't look into the sky, or feel the light breeze. It made me realize a new that pictures can't do Honduras justice. While I have to say that my pictures did turn out beautifully, it made me wish that pictures showed more than the sight, that it could touch all 5 senses to your very soul. So as you look at these pictures, try to think back to a perfect day, to the sounds you heard and the way you felt, and try just for a moment to come into the picture. Because the thing about pictures is they are just a tiny taste of all there is to say.
Do you ever have moments when a pre-existing reality comes to slap you in the face? It seems to happen to me from time to time. Just the other day I had one of those moments. It was a beautiful day outside. The kind that you just want to get lost in. The type of day where you wish you had no responsibilities, so that you could just sit around drinking in the perfection of it all. I had my camera with me walking up from one school to the other switching class, loving the way the sun was gently stroking my face. I stopped to take some pictures of our black berry bushes (called mora,) and the post surrounding them, thinking how artistic and beautiful they would look in a picture. After taking a few shots I continued walking up the path. I began to think how I couldn't wait to share this moment with everyone back in the states. The warmth of the sun was perfect, the crickets were enjoying themselves in conversation, the air held a certain mystery in it. Then it hit me..the crickets, they won't be able to hear the cricke
ts. They wont to be able to smell the air. They can't taste the mora. They can't look into the sky, or feel the light breeze. It made me realize a new that pictures can't do Honduras justice. While I have to say that my pictures did turn out beautifully, it made me wish that pictures showed more than the sight, that it could touch all 5 senses to your very soul. So as you look at these pictures, try to think back to a perfect day, to the sounds you heard and the way you felt, and try just for a moment to come into the picture. Because the thing about pictures is they are just a tiny taste of all there is to say.
3 comments:
Wow! You always amaze me. Your writing makes me feel like I am there. I have days like that were you just want to immerse yourself in it and soak the day in. Sometimes those feelings seem way too fleeting. I love you, Mom
lovely! i can enjoy the beauty of God's creation with you! This is beautiful country!
That was beautiful!! I wish I could be there to see the beautiful surroundings, but more importantly a beautiful, sweet girl named Jessi that I miss!! Thanks for letting us be a part of your days! I love you!!
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