Shout for Joy

I'm reading a book about photography {again}.

A shocker, I know.

Photography and the Art of Seeing by Freeman Patterson.
He talks about breaking the rules.

If the rule says Always hold your camera steady, he says run as fast as you can toward something with your shutter open.

Sometimes you get magnificent photos, full of something.

He calls them happy accidents.
These are my happy accidents.

I wasn't quite ready to run around my yard when I went out to shoot yesterday. It's bad enough we have an outhouse in the middle of the yard.

I don't need to give the neighbors any more pause for thought.
I love this one.

That little guy on the bottom left looks like he's lifting his hands, worshipping our Father. So does his friend on the bottom right, the one caught up in all that soft buttery bokeh.

It made me think of Psalm 66, verses 1-4. 

Shout for joy to God, all the earth;
sing the glory of his name;
give to him glorious praise!

Say to God, How awesome are your deeds!
So great is your power that your enemies come cringing to you.

All the earth worships you
and sings praises to you
they sing praises to your name.
J made dinner tonight. Shepherd's Pie.  Very tasty.

He's going to make someone a good husband one day.

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Heading north with the Knitwits this weekend. 

Might be fun. Might be dangerous. Living on the edge, that's how I roll.

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