Sometimes I get a feeling, like I want to write about something, but the words are just beyond my reach.
I have something that I want to say, a feeling that I want to express, a moment that I want to capture.
But the words won’t come out.
Maybe that’s why I take pictures.
As much as I love taking pictures of pretty flowers, and things that most people would consider “regular photo subjects”
My favorites are ones like these, that make me think of something that I don’t have words for.
Like seeing glimpses of a mostly forgotten dream. Memories of a time that seems like it was lifetimes ago, but also, not that far past.