This feels like the first time I wrote in my still barren journal. I have the courage to start things, but I can never go through with them. And to keep my sanity, I am here to share my “creative juices”, as my parents say. Honestly, they just want to get rid of me and my constant photo taking of them. Here I am just holding on and rolling with the punches. So I am going to post my photography, poems, and random tidbits about my life. Hopefully, my “creative juices” are flowing and succulent.
This is a group of trees in my neighborhood that I see everyday, and decided to take a photo of them.
Character is like a tree and reputation like a shadow. The shadow is what we think of it; the tree is the real thing.