|On Seattle's 4th Avenue, Looking North|
(Hawaiian Odysseus photo)
Thank God it's Thursday!
At 6:30 AM, my shift was over at the bagel shop, and I quickly made my way over to the bus stop across the street from the all-stop Fred Meyer store in Redmond, WA. A bit fatigued from a very challenging week and not enough sleep, I was so happy to nestle into my seat and catch a few winks.
About an hour later, I emerged from the bus like a drunk man. There was a bar across the street, so I guess I didn't look too conspicuous. Stumbling around for just a few seconds, I finally got my bearings and headed west from the Chinatown/International District Station.
I was carrying my umbrella around because the weatherman on Northwest News had said last night that there'd be a good possibility of cold, wind, and rain this morning. Well, it was a little chilly, but there was virtually no wind, and the sun was out! I'm so glad I had my camera with me.
Have laptop, cellphone, and camera--will travel! is my new lifetime motto. Blogging has changed my view of the world. I'm more attuned to the people, places, and things I once took for granted. Simultaneously, I'm looking for the unusual juxtaposition of X, Y, and Z as well as organized patterns in the universe. I freeze-frame potential photographs and immediately have key words and sometimes even a complete paragraph in mind with which to construct the next day's blog.
Occasionally, I will even have a comprehensive post mapped out as I commute by bus, train, or foot, especially for the lighter subjects that I draft for the sister blog to this one,
I love the fact that new life has been infused into my blogs with the addition of my brother's gift to me, a hand-me-down digital Fuji FinePix 440 camera with a cracked and inoperable viewfinder. I wouldn't have wanted nor have understood the high tech parameters of a new and more expensive camera. The instrument in my hands is a metaphor of me--a broken man utilized by a Creator who lovingly sees the potential, not the damaged goods.
As we approach that time of year when we celebrate the resurrection, it seems fitting and all the more lovely that both camera and I are rising to our potential.
And as the sun bathes me through a window at the World Trade Center Starbucks located at 2200 Alaskan Way along the picturesque Seattle waterfront, I am delighted to share the following photographs with you. I never claim to be a professional photographer and I like my mushroomness--you know, the simple, down to earth substance that, even in a pasture full of manure, speaks with a voice of truth.