Through The Eye Of A Lens

13 inches of snow...that's the what we ended up with from the last winter storm. Generally, our roads are plowed out not long after a winter storm but for some reason we were overlooked.  House bound, I decided there was only one way out..walking.  I donned my hiking attire, attached my "gators" and pulled on my hiking boots. Winter jacket and ear muffs, gloves in pocket, I grabbed my camera and headed out the door.

The road less traveled was my chosen path.  This road leads through our woods behind the house and down to a dirt road that is seldom used.

Each foot fall was an effort as I trudged my way through the deep snow. But oh how it was worth it.  The morning was silent as I walked, an occasional distant squeal of children playing in the snow and the sound of swift winged birds flying by. It was perfect.

My camera ready, I let my  mind settle down to the task at hand.  What does my camera want to see?

It's funny how a camera will see something different than I do.  I see a big picture, large and full but the camera is focused, it cuts out the peripheral, is attentive to what is in its frame; everything narrowed down to that frame.

When I download the photos, I'm amazed.  I couldn't see the details until my camera revealed them to me.

Maybe I should live life a little more often like the lens of a camera.  I don't want to miss the beautiful people/things around me because I'm busy looking at the peripheral.

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~willa~