In the interest of giving myself something to do weekly, and in trying to create something that can be for more than just this blog, I am creating a Wednesday feature called PhotoFlash.
Each week I will post a photograph (mine, so that means you get to deal with my artistic sensibilities or lack thereof). I’ll tell you where I took it, what my thoughts were at the time. Then you (anyone who’s interested) respond with a tiny bit of flash, whether essay or fiction, that’s inspired by that photograph. It doesn’t have to be about the photograph… take it wherever it leads your imagination! Just because it’s foliage doesn’t mean you need to write about flowers. I’ll post my own response to it in the comments sometime during the day.
Please feel free to post your ficlets on your own site and link back. Please feel free to pass this around to others! The more the merrier.
And now, PhotoFlash #1:
I took this picture last weekend, while we were at the last AAU basketball tournament of the season. We had a six hour break between games, and we happened to be near Union College (my first alma mater), so I decided that we could walk around Jackson’s Gardens. Union’s campus is gorgeous, and the Gardens are even moreso. I spent quite a bit of time there when I was a student.
We had traded children earlier in the day, leaving behind my son Boo with his friends while picking up my daughter’s BFF J. Isn’t it handy when both kids have BFFs in the same family? J has been Chick’s bestie since Kindergarten, and they are both now just graduating from 8th grade and heading into high school in the fall. Chick is in the public school system now, while J goes to private Catholic school. They don’t get to see each other as often as they like, but they are amazing about keeping in touch, and when they come back together its as if time never passed. That’s a great friendship.
I saw them walking along together and realized this would be the perfect shot.
And yes, my daughter is number 42. No, she hasn’t read Douglas Adams yet. We’re working on that.