I've had a rough couple of weeks to say the least, so I took these images for me. There are lots of things about photography that I love including how it makes me feel. Photography gives me sight and voice. It makes my mind imagine, create and capture. It makes me look at myself and the world around me asking myself on this day what does my heart "see".
I went to this beautiful little town named Long Grove, IL one morning and opened my eyes to what I normally miss when we go there. My husband's aunt, who lives in FL, loves to visit this town every time she comes to Chicago. We load up all the kids and carivan 3 sometimes 4 cars to the brick paved sidewalks and smell of fresh baked donuts in the air. Leaving with arms full of goody bags; taffy apples, fresh baked apple pies, and we can't leave without the donuts on a stick for the kiddos or someone will have a melt down. Everyone is happy partly because of the sugar high; I'm happy because we spent the morning together.
Not far from my home I returned just me and my camera. This is what I've missed so many times before...
I never even noticed this covered bridge. Maybe we spend too much time in front of the donut shop.
I really loved this door.
A beautiful vase sitting outside one of the shops.
An interesting window
The last shot I took... My husband asked me if I photoshopped the heart into the image. No, I did photoshop the colors, but the hearts are there every time we go. They are carved into all the benches along the sidewalk. I just never noticed them before, and neither did he. I shot through the bench onto the brick paved sidewalk.
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