In the midst of all this happiness, I really haven't had time to think about the weighty issues of the day. Things like the Scott Peterson death penalty, Osama's reappearance, and wireless use on airplanes have all flowed past me this week virtually unnoticed. I'm so out of the flow because I'm too heads-down to really notice. Not that I could do anything about it anyway.
Which brings me to today's picture, and why I'd rather delve into some photography instead of deal with a head-churning, life-changing, serious issue.
So I proudly present another guessing game. I like this picture because as the days grow ever-shorter, they seem to become tinged with an overwhelmingly gray hue. Winter's winds have already blown the last of the forlorn leaves off of the trees. The grass - well, where I am, at least - is covered with a half-crusty coating of snow and ice. You go to work in the dark, and you return in the same state as well.
In short, it's not a visually enjoyable season. Add some cold, some wind, and the usual weather-induced aches and pains, and you have a potent recipe for endless mirth.
Enter my colors. When I took this picture, I was amazed at how vibrant they seemed to get when they filled the viewfinder. They represented my own stylized interpretation of a rainbow. And when I happened upon it in a photo album, I knew I had to share it with you all on my blog.
Three questions, then, before I consume any more disk space:
- What do you think this scene depicts?
- How does it make you feel?
- What other colorful scenes would help banish the grays of winter away?