My friend and I lamented at the office the other day about how with work and family and busy schedules we never have time to simply take pictures. We both are photography buffs, but rather than life imitating art, it seems our lives get in the way of art. We both are "the glass is half full" kind of people, and so came up with a simple solution to our little dilemma. We decided to spend one lunch hour

per week taking pictures of something. We will take turns picking the location and/or subject matter, and stop whining and start shooting (photos that is). Below is a snippet of our first weekly, Wednesday Photo Lunches.

Driving to work each day, Tanya (my good friend) passes a forest preserve and a little bench sitting alongside a walking path catches her eye. Every time she passes it she thinks, I would love to stop and take a pictures of that bench. So we decided to do just that.

This little bench seemed so lonely and worn out. It's paint chipped and missing in spots; pieces of it's back side were completely missing; and rusty bolts and screws were left in their place. Behind the bench were the remnants of Winter's long months, with brown grass, leafless trees and random trash scattered through the dried weeds. What was left of the paint on the lonely bench was a beautiful bright teal, juxtaposed against this sad, forgotten backdrop.
After taking several photos of the bench and all its details, I sat down for a minute and stretched my arm across it's broken back. A tree once gave its life for this lonely bench, I thought the least I could do is give it a little company.


...life's energy is in everything