As I was processing this photo a poem began to form in my mind, but by the time I had finished processing, I had lost it… that’s how it goes.
The title of the photo is the same as this post “In Quiet Solitude”, yet as I thought about it, I wondered how accurate it was,
it wasn’t that quiet… there was the sound of birds chirping, the rustle of leaves as the monkeys jumped from branch to branch, the gurgle of the water as it flowed from the creek to the lake, and the subtle but distinct snap of a camera behind him 🙂
By the same argument, he wasn’t alone, remember the birds, the monkeys and the photographer….. (or the monkey behind the camera) 🙂
But I still stick with the title, sometimes you can just stand beneath the trees, with a gentle breeze blowing, and be thankful to be away from the noise of traffic, the voices and machines of city life, the constant ping and ring of mobile phones, and maybe even the conversations that you were listening to but not really hearing.
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5 thoughts on “In Quiet Solitude”
Stick with the title. It’s close enough. Nice photo. The guy is in his short pants, T shirt, flip flop. He is bracing on the tree. Hand on his hip/waist. All of this means: “Do not disturb” Stick with the title 🙂
Thanks Cecil 🙂 The Title stays 🙂 it was just thoughts afterwards 🙂 never intended to change it 🙂
Shocking! You mean photos aren’t about the “truth”? But . . . but, then that means it doesn’t really matter how you process it. 🙂 Sorry, can’t help that periodic rant.
Funny Nik! There’s truth, and then there’s Truth 🙂
There’s the truth and then “there’s the rest of the story” by Paul Harvey a part of my world growing up in Canada and as a young wife and mom http://www.paulharveyarchives.com/trots/