Showing posts with label Neil Gaiman. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Neil Gaiman. Show all posts

Tuesday, December 3, 2013

Fear of flying?

I have been feeling rather uninspired lately and I tried to remedy that by looking up what other people had to say about inspiration.  That’s how I ran across this quote from Eleanor Roosevelt, which was filed under "inspiration" on the internet:  “Do one thing every day that scares you.”

  It kind of made me chuckle because I manage to do my one thing every morning as I get out of bed.  Just looking the world in the face is enough most mornings to scare me.  After all, who knows each day what that darn world will throw at you?  But is scary actually inspirational?

Well, while it’s not really scary except in the photographic sense, here the world had thrown me three dreary days in a row without a lick of sun until today.  Today right after I came back from my morning walk with the Olive, the pug, during which I had to put my camera away under my jacket so it wouldn’t get rained on, all of a sudden the sun came out.  I cursed.  Why couldn’t it have come out ten minutes earlier??

A little later, Greg and I went out to lunch at a local joint that sits by the Quinnebaug River.  As we were leaving, I saw a blue heron standing in the river.  Greg humored me when I asked him to turn around and once he stopped, I jumped down from the truck. Now, that’s really scary for me being much shorter than that darn truck, but I’ve yet to be inspired by it.  I walked over to take a picture of the heron.  This time, the sun was in exactly the wrong spot and all I could see were silhouettes making the heron look like a stick sticking out of the water.  Ten minutes earlier and I probably could have gotten a half-decent shot.
  Oh, well..


In spite of the dreariness of the last few days and my lack of inspiration, I have gotten a couple of shots I can live with.  Here they are.

This photo is greatly enhanced by the use of one of Kim Klassen's textures.  Thanks, Kim!
Even dreariness has its moments.
Now I’ll leave you with the words from one of my favorite writers, Neil Gaiman.
  He wrote, “Sometimes you wake up.  Sometimes the fall kills you.  And sometimes, when you fall, you fly.”
  Here’s hoping we all sprout wings.


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