From each small acorn
giant oaks might grow,
rising from wet earth
after spring’s wet snow
has melted, as these days
grow longer, warmer
and winter snows
add magic, but
best of all, in
winter, springtime
is not so far away.
Acorn
Published by murray robertson
I make photos to make myself feel good; I share in hope of making you feel good. I do as much as I can in the camera, but it does not always end there. Part of making an image in the 21st century is processing a captured image in the computer. This is like dodging and burning in the darkroom of yesterday. (I've done that too.) I use Photoshop cc and Lightroom cc. The result is not always what I saw, sometimes more what I wish I saw. Sometimes, the resulting image is a creation more than a recording. Most of the time, I keep it believable and realistic. I have a Bachelor's degree in Creative Writing. I have shared poems on the internet, to an audience with more than 150 million views and I'm considering making a selection of poems, in a book or books. View all posts by murray robertson
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