Tom dinning
Registrant*
As, usual, nothing I take fits in any of the headings. Just pick one.
It's hot outside. I would have said ****ing hot as most would here in the tropics but I'm under restraint from the Expletive Police.
I lie on the cool tiles and look around. Remnants of a vase of flowers from another day wait to be disposed of. I was wondering what the smell was.
I reach up for a camera. Any camera. Then just roll around taking shots.
Photography can really make me think differently about the weather.
I wonder why one flower survived all this time. Is there a message here for me? Or for you?
I wnet to sleep on the tiles after this. What a lovely morning.
It's hot outside. I would have said ****ing hot as most would here in the tropics but I'm under restraint from the Expletive Police.
I lie on the cool tiles and look around. Remnants of a vase of flowers from another day wait to be disposed of. I was wondering what the smell was.
I reach up for a camera. Any camera. Then just roll around taking shots.
Photography can really make me think differently about the weather.
_DSC1064 by thedingo0099, on Flickr
_DSC1048 by thedingo0099, on Flickr
_DSC1041 by thedingo0099, on Flickr
_DSC1036 by thedingo0099, on Flickr
_DSC1072 by thedingo0099, on Flickr
_DSC1048 by thedingo0099, on Flickr
_DSC1041 by thedingo0099, on Flickr
_DSC1036 by thedingo0099, on Flickr
_DSC1072 by thedingo0099, on Flickr
I wonder why one flower survived all this time. Is there a message here for me? Or for you?
I wnet to sleep on the tiles after this. What a lovely morning.