Greetings and welcome. Here are my thoughts and ramblings about my life as a writer, photographer, and artist. Life isn't all sunshine and flowers. I weave my way through as much heartache as joy to discover wondrous hidden treasures bubbling my soul. I cover numerous topics bouncing from one to another like a butterfly going from flower to flower. These explorations are fascinating. I hope you enjoy and find inspiration of your own. Namarie.
Thursday, April 2, 2015
Editing photos and writing
I get so busy I forget to take a moment to write the blog.
I’ve made it to Day 11 in writing and editing photos
of the trip to Florida. Day 11 was an awesome day. I was staying with Andrea
and Lance Brownell in Citrus Springs and they took me to Homosassas Wildlife
State Park. It was a beautiful park and I took many pictures of birds and
animals. Some birds are wild and come and go at will. Others are being
rehabilitated from injuries. Some were in single cages (and all areas had
plenty of room for them to move around). Others were in more open shared areas.
Flamingos, swans, pelicans, storks, and various other
birds all co-existed together. Black vultures hung out in the tree tops and
would fly in to share food. The colors and textures were amazing! Even
expressions on various birds’ faces caught my attention.
What was also impressive was how clean the place was
and how well-cared for all the animals and birds were. I was surprised how
orange the flamingos were. I always thought they were pink. I learned they turn
a coral-color during mating season.
I’ve edited 36 photos from this one day so far. I will
be lucky if I can include four in the book. Then when it comes to the picture
book, I still won’t be able to do all. I hate having beautiful photos go to
waste. Maybe I’ll make cards or prints. I don’t know if anyone from here would
want southern photos, but many people vacation in Florida, so maybe I could
make some sales.
The writing is tough, in a way. On one hand, it’s
wonderful reliving the experience. On the other hand, it’s making me want to go
back so bad. I look at a picture and think that I should have done it another
way or taken other angles. I wish…
No, I can’t be regretting anything. It’s tough because
I have the travel bug and want to see everything again, see areas I missed, and
be able to take more time and not always be hurrying on to the next place. I so
loved it all!
The sad thing is, I probably will never ever be able
to afford to go again.