In my dreams
Back in Gainesville again, where I am sure that my neighbors think I’m insane. It all started with a sunset. I looked out the window, and the sky was putting on a show. That led to me grabbing my camera from the car out front, where I started taking photos of trees silhouetted against the sky, and was a little disappointed by the shapes of the trees. Then I thought of the sycamore tree on the other side of the house.
I’m a little obsessed with that sycamore tree. I dream of this tree, which happens to be the view from my bathroom window. It’s got a beautiful silhouette that just begs to be turned into art. From the ground tonight, it was pretty enough, but I wanted to be closer.
So what would I do, but drag out a ladder, place it near the branch (on less than perfectly even ground), and climb up it to take a photo. Of course, this was during prime dog walking time, so yes, I was seen by many neighbors. I did like the perspective better, but the sunset was already over by now. Ah, well, I’ll hang onto my dreams and hope to capture it all next time.