David Leonard's Beautiful Photography

Over the months I became friends with different bloggers, meaning not just photographers but people who blog about their interests, their love for nature, their family, their wellness, their occupation, and their beliefs, and it is hard to believe that yet we can all share many of the same thoughts, communicate, express, and understand each other. After all, we are humans, just with different tastes.

When I started blogging, it involved two things: expressing your thoughts through writing, through images, or both. You don't have to be a photographer to express yourself through images, because with the power of digital cameras, you can share your hobbies, show us your garden, replay your trip, and show your old photo archives that, if it weren't for you, would be forgotten. And when you are a photographer, you always capture something that others dream of or have experienced in the past.

A few days ago, I received a very nice photo gift (above) from David Leonard, a photographer from Switzerland. I guess I had a very good attendance record on his blog. It was very nice of David to actually do that, and what was nice too was that he gave me something unexpected that reminded me of my childhood. I am not sure what it is, but once we are older, we like to go back in time and talk about those good old times. I guess it may be a fear that we are getting farther from being children and that we may one day forget—something that I couldn't do—but for me, it is a reminder of the freedom of being a child. Not to make you cry with all this sentimental stuff, but what is so special about a donkey and a white cow?

My grandmother, whom we used to visit for summer vacation, had donkeys. It was always exciting to see a donkey, especially when every cartoon and every movie in the country would make fun of them. When I went to Greece for my honeymoon and visited Santorini, the most beautiful Greek Island, we missed our donkey ride because we lost our tickets. But then, when we saw others going down on the donkey, we were really glad that we took the cable car down.

Then comes the white cow, and what is so special about the white cow? Well, it is white, and I hardly ever see any. In fact, I am so stacked on the black and white cows that any other cow body colour seems very unusual to me. And to let you in on a little secret, I used to be scared of cows, but I think it had to do with them being bigger than me. But then how do you explain that my younger 5-year-old sister then treated them as pets or even took care of them? So David, I would really like to thank you for this unexpected gift, and hopefully some of you can visit his blog and explore the wonders of his imagination.

Lastly, the next day David posted another image, and that image is something that I lived through, and now it is my dream to have it again—a perfect view of yellow wheat fields with a summer blue sky filled with puffy sheep-like clouds, all to be visible from my window.

[Images Posted with Permission]

~ Anna