On a trip to San Antonio Texas I came across a wooden bench near a private pond among the grass and surrounding trees with a small breeze in the air. The atmosphere was peaceful and menacing at the same time.
As I approached the bench using my walking cane, I saw a child's fishing pole among the recent fallen autumn leaves. Immediately I felt the sense of "Traditions of Yesterday" and my own mortality creeping up on me, asking myself where did all the time go?
Attention FAA Printers: It is the intent of the artist to have a soft focus and shallow depth of field of the main focus which is within one area of the scene and not necessarily in the center of the composition.
November 27th, 2013
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