Being Prepared

“Luck is what happens when preparation meets opportunity.” – Seneca

Throughout much of my mid twenties I was always keen to always carry my camera with me. Whether it was on my person or in the trunk of my car it was usually within reach when inspiration hit. Lately, I have been trying to get back into that same mindset.

I’m still not quite there but this one photograph is a reminder to me the importance of being prepared. This trip to the park was just a quick adventure to the same old place. Something to do to fill the time before another weekend obligation. Originally, I wasn’t going to bring anything at all. But something in the back of my head told me to grab the camera. “Just put it on your back. Just in case.”

Like a mental patient, I argued with myself. One side of me thought it was stupid. It was an ugly day and I’ve been there with the camera many times before. The other side of me thought “what the heck.” It’s a minor inconvenience. Lugging around the 5D.

For the most part the camera stayed with the lens cover on as I followed my little one around like a bear watching their cub. Then out of nowhere the oldest decided to stand against a green wall at the same time the sun peeked through the clouds. She stood at the very spot where the shadow of the wall hit the ground. The moment was too perfect.

After a few photos of just her I called the youngest to join. The result was well worth the few pounds strapped to my shoulder while navigating jungle gym stairs and slides. And it was the first side of me that turned out to be stupid.

An Early Morning Adventure

“If you are lonely when you are alone, you are in bad company.” – Jean-Paul Sartre

For us introverts, this thoroughly rings true. Day-to-day life of human interaction can be so draining. Sometimes we just need to get away.

Yesterday, I had the change to do something I haven’t done in a long time.

5:00am on a Sunday morning my cellphone alarm woke me out of bed. I made a large thermos full of delicious coffee, grabbed my gear, and adventured into the sub freezing morning. Turning right out of my driveway, I drove the direction where the sun would soon rise.

I arrived at the lake as the sun rays started to peak over the trees in the distance. A light fog floated over the water, forcing me think of an elegant slow dance. Birds were chirping their good morning melody. And as I pulled my metal thermos cup to my mouth the heat of the black coffee masked the sharp cold of Jack Frost’s touch.

In this moment, I was in bliss. And I cannot wait to do it again.