Summer sprinkle

There are times I take a photo and when I look at it later, I can’t figure out what grabbed me, it has no focus, nothing really happening. But just before I hit the delete button, it comes flooding through me – and it wasn’t about what I saw, it’s about what I felt – the hissing of summer lawns, shrieks of laughter, lying on the ground and letting the sprinkler rain on me and not caring about a thing because I had nothing to care about.

He he… and then I pat myself on the back for being such a good photographer… hmmm…

Published by Titirangi Storyteller

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