Perspectives through Prose, Poetry and Photography
It was dusk on the breezy Cape May coast, as we returned to the B and B parking lot for our bags. Despite the hint of a brewing storm in the air, I paused to admire the curved simplicity of the weathered stanchion, it’s wrought curved frame protecting the golden globe within; as a firefly might be contained in a child’s mason jar.
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Lovely golden globe. 🙂
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Thank you, Brenda. I knew this photo had to be taken but wasn’t quite sure when or where I might use it. I guess we photographers remember the simple little shots like these, whether or not anyone else’s ever sees them.
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Yes, I recognize my own photos instantly, and I remember the images of the best ones.
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That is really lovely. Nicely done.
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Thanks, Alexandria!
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