If it were not for my friend, Christine, this photograph would not exist. This past Saturday we decided to go hiking in woods located at Losson Road Park. While sitting on a wooden bench looking out at this incredible, magical vision (towards the end of our very LONG, hot walk) that lay before our eyes, we actually saw an Eagle flying in the sky above us. Both of us thought it was a Bald Eagle because the Eagle had a white head. We were so entranced and so in awe of this magnificent bird, neither one of us picked up a camera. (And yes we both had them. DUH! Sorry, no Eagle picture today.)
After the Eagle was gone from our sight, and as we were sitting just drinking in this most delightful display of Mother’s Artistry, Christine suggested I take a photograph with my Canon 50D. At first I told her the shooting conditions were too bright and besides I had the wrong filter on my lens. At her urging, I reluctantly took my Canon 50D out that I had been lugging around (I had been using my [small, LIGHT] Samsung Galaxy 2 camera to take photos with). I took a few shots, really not thinking any would turn out. When I uploaded this image into my editor, my jaw dropped. This is exactly what lay before both of our stunned eyes that had us glued to a wooden bench for such a long time we both got sunburned.
I am SO sunburned in fact, I am still putting Aloe on my back today. A mistake I will not make again was in asking my husband to put Aloe on my back for me Saturday night after I took a hot shower. It was the way he applied the Aloe (the right way according to him) that made me choose not to again experience his right application of Aloe. For one, I was sunburned, two, I just stepped out of a hot shower, and thirdly our house thermostat is set for 72 degrees (F). In other words, anything that is of gel substance or liquid is cool. The “right” way to apply Aloe to sunburn according to husband is to squirt it straight from the bottle and onto said sunburn and then rubbed in. No warming up first with Aloe in husband’s hands and then applied to hot, red, very sensitive back. Oh no! The Aloe was so cold in fact I screeched, nearly jumping through the ceiling, and the only response I received was being told I was a baby.
Thank goodness for Yoga which allows me the flexibility to put the Aloe on my own back. I’m not a sucker for unnecessary pain and suffering. Now I am making sure the frigid Aloe is warmed up in my own two hands before applied to MY back!
MEN!!! Can anyone tell me where their ideas actually come from?
Photography/ “Mother’s Artistry, An Eagle, A Sunburn, and Men” 2015©AmyRose