What do you see when you look out through the rain-spattered window of your mind? And how do you interpret it? My goal is to photograph at least one thing of beauty each day, and share that with the world. Because that's just how beautiful life is, don't you think? Please join the beauty and share your thoughts. "Beauty is no quality in things themselves: It exists merely in the mind which contemplates them." — David Hume
Feelings come and go like clouds in a windy sky. Conscious breathing is my anchor.
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Cloud Breath, Amherst, NH, March 2005, Pentax Optio 555, Exposure 1/500 sec @ f5.6, ISO 64, no flash © Steven Crisp
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