I had recently gone away on a day trip to Ocean City, Maryland. That’s were I took that picture. It was a nice get away from the world. Just me and my family one with nature. Everyone needs one, with all the stress and commotion we have in our lives we need the time to sit and enjoy what we have.
Never have I realized that until now. That we may think we are doing alright, and then something happens and we can’t handle it. If we just would take the time to enjoy what we have and distress we will be fine.
Find something that when your at your lowest low that will get you back up. It may be a certain song, a video, or even a friend. Something that you can count on when you need it.
Back to my trip. You can picture it with the right words so here it goes. The sea was a dark blue and shiny from the sun hitting it with its luster. The water was chilly because it was in October . The sand was a dark tan filled with dog prints and people’s footprints from there walks. The tide was far out so it seemed like you could walk for miles on the sand with out touching the sea.
Can you picture it?
It’s nice to take pictures to capture the moments that may seem like you will remember, but are nice to remember with the feeling you had when you were there.
I have never been good at writing. So I decided to make a blog. Not the best idea that I have, but I had to do one for a school project. So why not?! I really don’t know how this is going to go, how i’m going to have the time to write this, what i’m going to write, and even if people are going to read this. I’m just a girl at a desk writing to no one. I guess I can talk about the picture at the top if you can see it. I took it last year on a three day trip to New York. I took some nice photo’s, well at least I think their nice. I had an adventures time there. The sky was a light blue, not a single cloud in the sky. Me and my family went in this side street, and sat on some benches looking over the river into the city. That’s when i took this photo. I really love photography I don’t know why. Maybe it’s just the way you can take a photo, and to everyone else it can mean and feel a different way. You can make the photo tell a different story with every click of the camera. It gives me chills just thinking about it. I had found out recently by my grandfather that my great -great -great-grand father was a photographer also and how my grandfather has all of his old camera’s. I may post about it one day when I have the chance. I think it’s cool how with out even knowing I have photography blood in my veins. I may make that a post also ” Photography Blood” sounds good!