I missed posting last week, needed a little break from the Intertubes. But I am back in the saddle with another post from that Lomo Purple roll. This is one that that I shot at the Stonehenge Memorial when I was there. You can read more about my visit there on Pinhole Obscura.
This is completely off topic, but I have started another blog that is dedicated to my daily drawings. I’ve invited my friends to join me, as well. You can find it here: Gottasketchthatitch.com. I am completely new at this whole sketching thing (give or take) so please don’t laugh at my attempts :). I just feel like it’s good to get yourself out there and connect with others who are trying to accomplish the same things. Maybe we can support each other.
OK, back to the original topic, the photo:
Camera: TerraPin Bijou
Film: Lomo Purple
Exposure time: less than 5 seconds
*I have this completely adorably sweet song stuck in my head right now. I want to learn how to play it on the Ukulele.
Hug Point is a beautiful beach on the Oregon Coast with a bit of interesting history. Because of it’s name, it has become a popular, romantic spot for couples to exchange wedding vows. However, it is called Hug Point for very different reasons.
When the tide is low enough one can see, and walk on, the old highway. Yes, you read that right.
Before highway 101, the coastal highway was the beach and at this particular section, travelers had to wait until a low tide to “hug” the cliff to get around it. Unfortunately low tide didn’t guarantee a stagecoach (or car later on) from getting stuck. At some point someone decided (it is unknown who it was) to blast into the cliff to create a one-lane section of road, making it easier to vehicles to travel around the cliff.
I had the most wonderful interaction this morning on my run. It was both a boost to my ego and my spirit all at once. I stopped for a few seconds to say “hi” to a basset hound that was waddling up to me and it’s owner, an older gentleman I have nodded at when we pass each other, wanted to tell me something. He said, “I have to tell you, you are really looking great. I’ve watched you running by me for the past year and I’ve noticed that you are really shaping up. Good job!.” I was delighted that this stranger would take a moment to give me kudos! It really brightened my morning.
It also reminded me of a train of thought I often have while running.
For years I have been an early morning runner and, no matter where I’ve lived, I always run into the same people in the mornings when I run. We usually nod and smile and say “good morning” as we pass each other and that’s it. I often wonder about these little interactions – these little tiny bonds that form with these strangers that share the same time and space with me three times a week. It’s hard to intellectualize because it seems like it happens on a level that is more intuitive. But, indeed, a kind of bond is being formed with these people.
It was nice to be reminded of this today, and to be encouraged by a so-called stranger.
Today’s photoblog image was taken near my house at the local park. I walk by this scene everyday and I’ve photographed it many times. I love the way the two Douglas Firs frame the entrance to the forested area behind them. I’ve actually taken this path many times, as well, and there is something kind of spooky about it. These two trees and this path feel like the beginning of an adventure to me.