Did you ever go somewhere and see a scene that you just had to remember?
Sometimes I look at the sun reflecting off the clouds in the evening, as the pinks and reds are beginning to color them and wish that I could record how they appeared to me.
Not the way they look to the camera--cameras record the scenes as they are, not as we see them in our mind. Did you know that there is a difference?
How many times do you look across an open space and see a beautiful pastoral setting and then as you go to take a picture notice the ugly power lines running across in front of you?
We had a similar situation this summer driving away from Key West.
We were watching a water spout--which believe it or not is in the picture, travel just off shore along the road. It was fascinating. And there were
But in my mind--I remember the water spouts. Not the power lines.
We transform scenes in our minds--removing the ugly and replacing filling the space with how we want to see the scene.
Like a beautiful day along the banks of a small lake in Florida watching the wildlife. It is something beautiful to remember. A happy place, so to speak. A place where there was joy and fun and excitement.
We forget the oppressive heat, the mosquitoes, the long walk. We remove the imperfections to make it a place to dream of returning to--on another day.
It has become another scene to remember in the movie of my life.
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