The very nature of photography is slicing time. Photographs are based on exposure to light, be it film or sensor and usually lasting only a fraction of a second. But in that unique moment, magic is made, never to be repeated, for seasons change, expressions are different, and nothing is static. It’s just a click, but one of endless boundaries and imagination, pausing time, and never to be captured again.
December 5, 2007, 11:16:18 am - Henry Coe State Park, S.F. Bay Area
Trees in winter, without their leaves, offer a more interesting perspective. And, those trees, by themselves, dominate their surroundings. The plants in the foreground seem to be engaged with the lone trees as if they are listening.
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