Lisa muses on the subject of "personal 'me' time" on The Creative Exchange post today. I, too, love the time when it's just me and my camera. I hadn't thought much about how being with others when I have my camera just isn't the same. But I experienced it this past weekend when my husband and I drove across Oregon to Portland; we were with our son and his fiancee' in the wonderful Sellwood neighborhood of fabulous little shops, diners and beautiful flowers. Later, we visited two antique malls looking for a white pitcher that I wanted for a photo prop. I now know that I would have lingered much longer and I would have used my camera if I had been alone. However, I also happened to be on crutches to nurse the stress fracture in my hip, so my husband was carrying my purse. Purse...camera...crutches----just don't mix well. I felt rushed when I was photographing an amazing display of potted heliotrope in front of one antique shop, and rushed when we walked down a residential street lined with roses after our breakfast at a tiny little diner with outdoor tables. The roses are fabulous right now; after all, it was Rose Festival weekend, too.
These roses were right across the street from our son's duplex; to me, they epitomize the beauty of the rose in Portland. ( SOOC with a mirrored frame from Picnik. I almost always crop in my camera.)