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Here is the first shot taken with my new Nikon 50 mm f/1.8 D. So far it looks to be a great lens. The DOF options and low light shooting capability are great.
Most people who have been to other countries tend to say that the US has no history comparatively speaking, but I see it when I walk out my door every day. While the US is certainly younger than most countries, it definitely has some jewels to be found… here are just two examples.
Acorn Street
Acorn Street is probably the most photographed street in Boston, but I have yet to take a shot of it despite living a few blocks away for the past year and a half. I figured it was about time. Cars are not allowed to drive down this street, but I don’t think any “car” would really fit if it tried.
Vine 49
This is just a random door covered by random vines. There are countless others like it, but they all have different things that make them intriguing. I almost feel like I’m walking through a hobbit village when I walk through the streets of Beacon Hill. Everything is just so old and piled on top of each other that there are some very interesting “configurations” to be seen.
Since it was pouring and there was a tornado warning outside today I figured I’d get a little creative indoors… DISCLAIMER, this gets a bit deep.
Divided Memories
Memories have their way of trickling into our dreams when we least expect them, slowly transforming our interpretation of reality. The bad ones sometimes serve as warnings of the past about to manifest in the present, while at other times they serve only to torment our every thought with no tangible purpose whatsoever. But the memories we cherish most are as much in our hearts as they are in our minds, for without the heart a memory is nothing more than a remembrance of what was with no impact on what is. The heart is what allows us to transcend the fleeting moments of life and carefully sew the frayed threads together into the very fabric of who we are. A fabric which, although far from perfect upon close inspection, is the only thing we have that makes us all unique… the only thing that makes us all human.
This fabric is ever changing and ever lasting, continuously torn, divided, and sewn back together by the hard-won lessons of life’s less pleasurable, but oh so necessary experiences. A conglomerate of dos and don’ts, should haves and could haves. Those who spend their lives dwelling on these things will become prisoners of their own shortcomings, brooding incessantly about the human condition. But those who give these imperfections no more power than they deserve, and use them only to improve their craft, will create a life whose potential for greatness is limited only by the number of threads left in their time on this earth. And even when they are gone, their souls will be sewn into the fabric of generations to come, repeating the cycle that is and always will be, life.
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