Wednesday, July 22, 2009
I took this photo on the 4th of July. Two little ones, enjoying the fireworks. I'm not quite sure what happened to blur it, but I couldn't make myself delete it. There's something kind of sweet about it.
This photo reminds me a bit of the blurriness of life. Time blurs our memories. It softens the rough edges and washes the colors out a bit. We remember, but not with the clarity of the moment. Our memories become washed in our perspective of today.
Several blogs have been looking at the blur of photos lately. Alicia, Elk, and Georgia all have posted some blurry shots.
Blur happens! Sometimes I'm grateful for that.