May 18

The things we see.


I wish I had a good story to tell tonight.  Something.  Anything.  But I don’t.  I simply have a couple of images that I shot today.

I went into this cemetery this morning, to try to grab some images.  This is a graveyard, actually.  It is next to the Unitarian Church.  Downtown Charleston.

This Mourning Dove and I hung out for a long time.  She said her name was Madge, and that she was a Chicken Hawk.  I believe her.

Because the truth of the matter is…  We don’t see things as they are.  We see things as WE are….

“This world is but a canvas to our imaginations.” – Henry David Thoreau

“I can believe anything provided it is incredible.” – Oscar Wilde

“The gift of fantasy has meant more to me than my talent for absorbing positive knowledge.” – Albert Einstein