If we were to read a blogger’s daily selection of photos like blots on a Rorschach test, what would it tell you about my current mindset that my favorite photo from this morning’s walk at Goose Pond shows a surreal scene of inverted conifers reflected on ice-filmed water?
Yesterday I showed you up-ended icicles; today it’s inverted trees. Apparently I’m feeling upside down and on the edge of frozen, skimmed with a film of opaque solidity where there once was fluid clarity. Only time will tell if I’m on the upside-down edge of freezing or melting.
Hoarded Ordinaries 
Dec 15, 2006 at 7:23 am
Yesterday morning,in the fog,at the lake at Wellesley College,I took a picture of a large tree. The tree was naked, colorless, alone, without background or foreground. Thought about that picture on and off all day. For yesterday,that tree was me.
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Dec 15, 2006 at 7:37 am
I hope, though, you weren’t naked & alone near the lake at Wellesley College… 😉
Although a camera captures whatever’s there, a camera can capture only those things the photographer aims it at. So I suppose there is a “psychology” to photography in that the photographer’s choice of subjects reflects her or his mental or emotional state.
Thinking about it this way, perhaps a photographer’s heart is as important as her or his eye.
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Dec 17, 2006 at 2:33 pm
The camera makes tangible, the choice we are already making, in what we choose to see. We create the world around us.
The trees of Lake Waban are clear, distinct lines against a December sky– and yet our warm weather permits the continued conviviality of a flock of ducks and a swan family.
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Dec 20, 2006 at 8:11 pm
It took me a minute to get my bearings on this one! It’s great!
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