When Thelma was about my age (58) she suffered depression, not for the first time. She knew she had to do something to feel better about herself. She turned to nature, putting a roll of slide film in the family camera and heading into the country at the first light of dawn.
Birdsong brought her joy, and these photographic excursion in nature gave her a reason to get out of bed in the morning. She discovered she had an affinity for the camera, she had an eye. She didn't know it yet, but she was on the path to becoming a celebrated photographer of prairie people and landscapes, not in the glorious colour of spring, but the thoughtful subtle sensitivity of black and white.
Still, I like this one and its hopeful prayer-ful incantation, "All's right with the world."
Birdsong brought her joy, and these photographic excursion in nature gave her a reason to get out of bed in the morning. She discovered she had an affinity for the camera, she had an eye. She didn't know it yet, but she was on the path to becoming a celebrated photographer of prairie people and landscapes, not in the glorious colour of spring, but the thoughtful subtle sensitivity of black and white.
Still, I like this one and its hopeful prayer-ful incantation, "All's right with the world."
