all this happened, more or less
I am so distant from the hope of myself,
in which I have goodness, and discernment,
and never hurry through the world
but walk slowly, and bow often.
Around me the trees stir in their leaves
and call out, “Stay awhile.”
The light flows from their branches.
And they call again, “It’s simple,” they say,
“and you too have come
into the world to do this, to go easy, to be filled
with light, and to shine.”
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I’ve been getting back into photography lately after a very long hiatus.
My grandpa left me an old Minolta SRT 101 35mm film camera he had a friend buy for him in Japan and bring back to the States in the late 1960s. That’s the camera I used when I took photography in high school.
The class was simple black and white photography. Film, darkroom, contact sheets, prints. No phone screen, no instant review, no Photoshop to save a shot you didn’t quite get right. You had to slow down.
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