Even our dog parks are beautiful in Seattle.
I found this little beach when we first moved here while walking Franco. Then summer came, and I went down to the park near our house every day to collect blackberries. With the gallons I picked well past sunset I made jams, chutney, syrup, and compotes. Cut up from brambles because the best berries always seemed just beyond reach I would return with my bounty.
In the back of my head I knew the park would be great for a shoot if I could get there on a slow day. Then Shelby came to town and everything came together. Our park can be a ghost town some days. Its unpredictable, but when it happens we can enjoy the nature and create on the tiny paths few walk down. I am always looking for simple places that can be transformed by the presence of a person.
Not every location must make us feel small.
DonovanJ
2018-02-20 22:01:23 +0000 UTC