Dad made speghetti for dinner tonight, along with his home made sauce. Nothing warms up a cold day like being able to smell speghetti sauce twenty feet from the front door.
sixteen? photography hopeful? check.
starving artist? not so much.
I'm here because I love the feel of the camera in my hands
and the take-your-breath-away,
knock the wind out of your lungs a great photo gives me.
Not to prove to you, yours, or mine that I'm good enough.
I'm not. I'm just here for the love of the game, as they say.
1 comment:
mmm, that just made me really hungry :)
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