Sometimes we go out with our cameras in the hope of freezing the natural world with absolute clarity. Only to find that the light, the film or digital sensor speed, our ability to focus or hold still, produces less than the clarity we hoped for. Yet magic, if not photographic perfection, can occur. We may just find that we captured poetry rather than clarity.
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Leica R8/DMR, 350 Telyt