I was struck by how apposite this injunction* is for us bloggers:
Be the witness of your thoughts.
Otherwise they're likely to end up just a couple of bubbles and a swirling ripple in the viscous water left by the departed whale.
* Perhaps, pithy but kindly suggestion, would be a more appropriate way to describe the purported sayings of the Buddha recorded in the Dhammapada.
Like many of you, I seem to spend an inordinate amount of time and effort trying to eradicate the sun from my photographs – a bit like the devil, “get thee behind me …”. But – late one afternoon, in my second favourite place on earth, it was a temptation too much to resist, and I shot it.
I was with some other budding photographers in, you guessed it – Venice. We were returning home from my very first gondola ride (something I’d actively resisted for almost forty years, silly, foolish, me) – and as we came abreast of our little Rio, the sun set the air and water asparkle. It was one of those wow moments. (I have to download at the minimum resolution, so I hope we can see …)
or this one
What do you think? Should I have taken the same risk with the sun when we came across this woman, scudding across the Grand Canal in the choppy waters up near the Rialto?
Blinded by the sun ...