I had to do some thinking about this one. My first instinct was to go with a beach photo, where the water meets the sky. But the more I thought about it, the more I realized that the horizon does not need to be obvious. In this photo, the horizon peeks quietly through the long grasses.
I took a walk down to the river with my camera.
At first, I saw only the river.
But slowly, I began to notice the smaller details: The leaves floating in the river, the smell of the damp earth, the sound of the birds.
With the help of my camera, I could change my focus as well. The grasses at the river’s edge became a work of art when the leaves and water behind them blurred through my lens.
Before heading back up to the camp, I captured a few images.
There is something about dragonflies, their lacy wings and the way the flit about. Their needle-like bodies are delicate and varied, in a rainbow of iridescent colours. They are like little fairies, landing on the tall grasses and dancing among the flowers.
It is the only insect I can abide landing on me. One stopped for a rest on my pink jacket while I walked.
There were so many that it was not difficult to capture this one with my phone when it landed on the railing, before it soared away.