Missing that passion of photography

Santa Monica Beach, California 6/14/09
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Looking thru a gallery lost in my Flickr account makes me kind of sad. I was hands on my photography. I start to think of today's times and who doesn't own a camera and take photos.
Regardless of this it didn't make me stop. I love it as a hobby, an interest with great passion since a child. I don't think of myself as a great photographer and I'm content with that. I'm not trying to make my mark in the world for it. It makes me happy.
Looking at this shot makes me wonder why I stopped to begin with.

I didn't renew my Flickr account and with their free version I lost a lot of my photos. Made me sad. I dislike how real life takes into play and we loose touch of those things we love to really do. Now I have to get back in the "game" and start snapping away my camera. No more missing, more taking action. Grabbing that camera and getting on the road to new photos to share with everyone to enjoy. =)
One thing I love about photography is before that button gets clicked. I'll look around and remember the scenery and a song that will go along with my mood. When I'll come back to a photo I'll remember how it all went down right before the photo was captured.
With that said I'll be leaving you guys with a song that reminds me of this photo.



Till the next post! Have a Good Day!

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Magda V (@Cats_meow) has shared a Tweet with you:

"Cats_meow: it was simple. . . nothing crazy, everything is going to end and off to a new start."
Magda V (@Cats_meow)
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I had a conversation with my oldest sister, she made me feel good to just hear her voice. To know that as lonely as its been getting lately. My older sisters are always there. I love them.
We've come along way. Yet, what really stuck with me about our conversation is how true it is as we get older we become more selective. The older I'm getting the more and more "picky" I'm gettin' about a lot of things in life.
I always try to see what's in front of me. What I fight to keep and so on.
Things were simple a year ago. I'll be honest I had my share of drama then but most of the time it was simple. And that was all I need to be happy.
The Rose Garden is such a beautiful place to go and just relax.
I miss those days. A nice Sunday afternoon. I had a family ask me to take a photo of them. I love that. When I see a family go out together and just enjoy each other's company. I miss that about our family. But we all have gone our way.
Hearing my mother's voice always puts me at ease and takes me back home.
Simple or not. This life will certainly bring me a trip, I can't complain that I live a boring life 'cuz that's for sure I don't. Even when I just want simple.

Moments in life that can hold u back.

There's moments in time, moments shared by many.

My train of thought escapes me. Its becoming something oddly familiar. Yet, nothing that I missed.
The more the days count down to the deadline. I become more aware that this change will either make me better or will make me lonesome.
I've come too far for him to ruin me. For a memory to make me want to run "home".
When in reality 'HOME' isn't there anymore.
I'm very pensive lately, more than usual. I can honestly say that now I'm more "alone" more independent.
Its a hard life this world. Yet, it makes it interesting i guess. I just miss those more simpler days...
Friends, Boyfriends, & People come and go.
Those moments in life are nothing but a past holding me back. More like I'm keeping them.
Its really dumb of me. I'm moving forward. Letting that wall behind me till its no longer visible.