This past Wednesday was a very good day to lose the mind and find if not the soul, at least some peace and quiet. For the last two years the political climate in Israel resembles a bad TV drama, and the last few weeks, everything got louder. The hate, the noise, the missiles, the guesses, some more intelligent than others, and deep inside the tangled mess a tiny glimmer of hope. Not a full blooming confident hope, but whispers of it. Coming and going. On Wednesday night, 35 minutes before the deadline, the light got stronger. Still hesitant, unstable, trying to learn how to breathe without extinguishing itself, but definitely there. Wednesday was definitely a good day.
forest photography
Follow the sun
For the last few month I've been spending time with the camera in a forest park. Being literally 5 driving minutes away from home, whenever the sun is blinding me when I drive my son to the train station in the morning - I know I should hurry back, grab the camera and go to the park.
Regardless of how many times I've been there, every time I go, I see something new.
This time, I wanted to go take some pictures of the rain pond before it dries up. Walking towards the rain pond, I suddenly saw the path created by sun rays streaming through the trees.
It was there for a few minutes, then the sun moved and the path vanished. Reminded me of the stories where the sun hitting the opening in a cave wall shows the way to the buried treasures.
Pure magic, painted by the sun. A first glimpse at a new portfolio coming up soon ...