On the day this post’s pictures were taken I lost one of my photographer mitts. As you can see by my feature picture those mitts had a lot of mileage on them and they were cherished. Where or when I inadvertently lost one of them, I do not know. All I do know is when I got back to my car, I noticed it gone. My first reaction was “Oh NO!” I looked as far as I could all around, but no mitt was in evidence.
Tick tock the clock did tock, telling me I had no choice but to head home. It was time for me to feed my babies and so I left. All the way home I felt so sad for that lost mitt. As soon as I could I bought another pair of mitts, different from the original ones, hoping they would be as warm if not warmer. To my relief I made a good choice.
Life whizzed by and before I knew it a little more then a week had passed by. One day my heart urged me to go back to the park where I lost my mitt to look for it. So I did. I searched in the lost and found bin. No mitt. I began to retrace my steps carefully scanning the ground and fences, but no mitt. At one point I admitted defeat, knowing that mitt was gone for good. So why, I asked my heart, did you urge me to come here? If it was just for the walk, I could live with that. I really did need to stretch my legs and hey, walking in that forest was no hardship on me!
Nearing the end of my journey, my path crossed with the nicest young woman. Her poodle was all over me and we both laughed at her antics. Before I knew it both of us began to talk without reserve, without fear of condemnation, pouring our hearts out to each other about our concerns. Open and honest and freely speaking to another person in this day and age is such a GIFT. There were several instances I told her this. She was as overjoyed as I was by the freedom and flow of our conversation.
Then it hit me why my heart urged me to go to this park. I partook in an open and loving conversation with someone who has her head on straight. We shared, we laughed, we encouraged. To know that there are people who are well aware of our current times and without fail remain strong in Truth and God, brings great comfort to my soul. This glorious Gift was just an affirmation that no I am not alone for there are many who are standing strong in this war on America.
As for the following photographs, I edited them differently from that in my “Walk About” post. Please do enjoy and “feel” the messages they have for you. Despite the fact I lost one of my mitts, the pictures were so worth it. And because I am back in my comfort zone, I believe that is why I edited in the fashion I did. To me these pictures contain a lot more substance then previously, at least to me they do. Enjoy!
Photography/ “Missing Mitt” /Dec. 2020©AmyRose
All images watermarked for protection.