Yom Pikkture

On Thursday, my day was weighted with reflection. In the early afternoon, Ari hovered as I shrouded myself with solemn introspection. He is an eight-year old boy. He relishes time spent with his father, especially when we embark on father-son adventures. This day was not such an occasion. Still, his childish exuberance escaped the gravity of this day. Atonement has many melodies, so I decided to improvise and create a form of pixelated expiation. I decided to make up for the times when I had said, "not now..." or "later...."

"Ari, grab your camera, and I'll take mine. Let's go for a walk." "Really," he doubted. Along the bike path, we talked about photography, nature, and framing images around us....

(Click on the images to focus on the colors.)