“Stop” I cry out, my husband shudders at the word, it usually occurs when we are clipping down a highway and I see something I want to take a picture of. Even after 27 ? years, he still has to adjust to this need on my part to S T O P. A safe place has to be found on the road, to turn around and go back, while I mutter about the delay in getting there before the sunlight on the location changes, yadda yadda yadda…. You can’t see him/her in this picture but there is a donkey/ass there. Do you think it would stand still for me to catch it in the frame, of course not. Short of walking up the driveway and over the fence, which is called trespassing, you’ll just have to take my word for it there was an ass there. The creature was all off white/grey with lovely big ears, he sauntered like he was on a mission of discovery… he just kept moving
. All this to say.. once the moment happens, that is it, its gone, you can try to get it back.. is just ain’t gonna happen for you.
Have a good day everyone! We are still on the road, day trips for now, see you when I see you…
Namaste – Oyashikiri
Upper NY State – route 12