Thursday, July 17, 2014
This Jeep was fun.
My grandfather would use it to drive from the house to the fields, and he'd let us ride along.
He never really went fast, but it sure felt like it.
My heart would race....there were no doors! The wind in my face, my little hands gripping my cousin's arm. I loved it. The smell of the dirt and water. Motor oil. The light blue sky. I wanted to cry with happiness.
I used my Crown Graphic to take this photo. I use this camera because it forces me to be more mindful, and to slow down. slow way down. I sweat when I use this camera. There's so much to remember. I have a strange mix of pleasure and pain, because while it's incredibly fulfilling, I inevitably miss some little detail. In this photo, I neglected to push the dark slide all the way back in after the previous shot, so there's a light leak on the right.