Earlier today I found myself once again deleting photos off my phone to make room for a boatload more photos I plan to take soon. Yes, I backed them all up to a different spot and ought to be able to just delete them all at once, (if I could only figure out how.) But I like having a “few” snaps available to look through and share without diving into my storage facility and hunting for what I want. So I’m selectively deleting.
Santa left his hat on the couch and the world is slipping.
I’ve gone through the “stack” of photographs at least four times in the past month or two. A few more achieve nirvana and move on to their next incarnation as electrical impulses and ones and zeros. But more stay on the phone, taking up valuable memory.
Bonus!
I ran across this series of photos I’d forgotten about.
An open Sandra Boyton board book in the foreground.
Yup, they’re from Christmas 2014 or thereabouts. I figured since today’s a national holiday (Independence Day in the US) I can post a holiday themed set of photos if I want to.
I didn’t take these particular photos. My favorite then-three-year-old took the shots.
Wire bead maze: a child’s up close point of view.
You kind of get the drift that she’s short. For her age she’s in the 95th percentlie for height. But compared to adults, her view on the world sits a couple of feet lower.
Huggy Bear, Tissues, Flat Screen. What is she saying here?
I like her perspective, don’t you?
Don’t get me wrong. I’m not saying there’s a photography genius waiting to blossom here, at least not that I know of. She does, like most kids born in the past ten years, seem to have an innate sense of how to run electronic gadgets and make use of them faster, better and more creatively than big people do.
There’s something in her viewpoint I can’t quite put words to. I just know I like it.
“If I push this button like this…”
I especially like her non-posing selfie. Usually she puts on her photo face if she knows her picture’s being taken. You can almost see her thinking here. I like that.
Book closeup. Very introspective, or something.
Plenty of blurred photos got the garbage can button. And fifteen or more shots of the carpet likewise bit the dust. And eight of just her forehead had to be obliviated. (Yes, I just made up that word: oblivious got verbed.)
I figure you have to crack a lot of eggs to get a few good photos, or push a lot of buttons to make cake, or something like that. Right?
Looking at life from a kid’s point of view isn’t easy. Our adult eyes and our size get in the way. In fact, looking at things through the lens of other people’s eyes proves difficult in the best of circumstances.
What a great reminder from a child.
I think I’ll try looking up, or sideways, more often. You never know what you might see.
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Here’s my photographic contribution to today’s holiday:
Let Freedom Ring!
Happy American Independence Day everyone!
Let Freedom Ring!
Kami's Beautiful Morning 