covered by a shroud of fog
a blanket of mist
Okay, so the poem above has nothing to do with my photo for the day, but I was thinking about all the different opportunities that presented themselves as photos - the wonderfully creepy fog while driving Youngest to school, our glowy feet Halloween decoration (reminding me to keep moving forward), the water droplets on a pumpkin and leaves - and none of them worked for me. Until this afternoon when I'd gone out to get the mail, turned around and was suddenly inspired by what seems like a normal looking gate, albeit in need of repair, on the side of the house.
I don't know if it's a great shot, or even any good, but I liked it. I liked what I could shape it into and make it work for me. That's the idea, right? Making your vision come to life. As I look around different photography blogs, I'm finding that it's just like any other art - subjective. In a way, it's like writing. Each writer has a distinct voice that's all his/her own, and photographers have their own voice, or vision. Of course, I know more about the rules of writing than I do photography, but I continue to learn.