Weathered Vine

Sometimes you just have to slow down to find an image. I was walking along a trail in the Great Smoky Mountains National Park and it happened. I got "photographers block". My vision was drawing a blank on what to shoot so I sat down in the middle of the trail. I started thinking what one of my college art professors might say at this moment of creative block. It came to me , limit my search for something interesting within this small area that I had arbitrarily picked. As I looked around there it was. This small vine with these beautiful curving lines that reminded me of a pen and ink drawing. By using a small lens opening I was able to isolate the vine from the rest of the somewhat chaotic forest floor. LynnFreeny.com

MailBox Morning

It is a funny thing to think how many things we just walk by and never observe. I have walked by this mail box many times and never noticed anything, even in the warm early morning light. This morning as I walked Charlie it hit me like a ton of bricks. I first saw the red flag contrasted against the black that seemed to scream at me. The second thing I observed was the heavy dew that was running down the mailbox. The third thing I saw was the warm reflective light of the morning sun. Without that last element the image would have lacked the ability to keep my interest. One good lesson I learned from this image is never take anything for granted even a boring mail box. LynnFreeny.com