Upon arriving home tonight,
I was greeted with a beautiful moon at the end of the driveway,
sitting above the homes.
And then there was the thought of how I'd wanted to capture my neighbors orange tree,
just before total dark.
So, I grabbed my camera and tried to photograph what my eyes see.
Flash off. Flash on.
The moon photo is bright and blurry.
You can't see the dusk of it at all.
The orange tree did not fair any better.
The (ugly) slump stone wall turned out bright!
This is not how it looks to me as I view it from my shower window each night.
There was no deep blue dusky feel to it, at all.
Back when I first moved in the 'wall' was a chain-link fence with bamboo covering it.
Honeysuckle (a favorite) vines tumbled over the top, bathing me in their sweet fragrance.
I called it my "Gilligan's Island Shower" back then.
Now I'm greeted with the sweet smell of orange blossoms and hanging fruit instead.
None of this shows.
It remains in my imagination only.
But, firmly so.
|3-30-2018 ~ Moon|
|3-30-2018 ~ Orange Tree|
In the end, I landed on the idea that sometimes you just don't have the control
you would like to have to communicate the things you want to share.
Which led to, sometimes things don't need to be shared.
They can be held in your heart, just for you.
Which led to, sometimes you can just quietly be in the moment,
especially in our fast-paced, overly documented world.
Which, I of course documented.
Such is life.
May you share what you like, hold some secrets in your heart
and embrace satisfaction, even if it doesn't all go as you
envision it will.
Photos by NAE ©2018