Wherein I record details and observations from my forays into the snowy woods, onto the water, and other environs.
Interesting subject.Does the existence of the window mean life appears blurred?Michele sent me to say hi, ChelleR :-)cq
There is no sub-text to this. I was standing in the kitchen and the scene didn't appear blurred to me. I was drawn to the bright color of one neighbors jacket. By the time I had the camera up to shoot she'd taken off the jacket and started to walk away. The blur from the window was somewhat unexpected.Thanks for stopping by.
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