It may not be the best of ideas to walk in a tangle wood forest before the trees have had a chance to green and during strong winds. Before my walk was over I was hit in the back and on the shoulder with light branches, and scrapped in the neck and along one arm with bark chips scrapped off the trees and blown in the wind.
But it was lovely standing there in the sun, feeling the warmth, listening to the wind and staring up at the blue sky with trees swaying all around you.
I don’t care what the calendar says, it’s Spring. And I have a feeling it’s going to be a nice one followed by a long, long summer this year.
No photos, though, the camera is staying home for now. I’m getting tired of hauling around the cameras and looking for scenes, and hassling with exposure settings, and looking through the shots when I get home, or dropping off film at the lab.
Sometimes you get so busy trying to capture the world around you for people, that you forget to enjoy it yourself.
