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Red, white, and rainbows

As we reached the pier, I noticed the quality of the light change. I was bathed in swirling oranges, yellows, greens, and purples.

Red, White, and Rainbows.

Red, White, and Rainbows. Provincetown, MA. 2005

It was a bright, cool, sunny morning in Provincetown—the last before returning to the city. The sun peeked from behind the clouds and burned the early fog. For breakfast, we decided to walk down to the waterfront to enjoy our deep-fried Portuguese bread that had been sprinkled with powdered sugar and honey. As we reached the pier, I noticed the quality of the light change. I was bathed in swirling oranges, yellows, greens, and purples. A few feet away, young men hoisted plastic and nylon flags that filtered the dazzling sunlight. I sat on the sand surrounded by rainbows, stars, and stripes cast by the flags, marveling at the light show, listening as the fabrics caught and snapped at the wind. Luckily, I had brought my camera for such chance encounters. When I look at this photo, I remember that day, and I’m filled with happiness.

The Practice of Contemplative Photography.

About the author Walter

Walter lives and works in and around South Florida. When not practicing or studying acupuncture, you can find him at one of Miami’s beaches, or in a coffee shop lost in the pages of a good book. Walter enjoys diverse interests such as reading Tarot, practicing Qi Gong and Tai Chi, learning Buddhist dharma, practicing shamanic healing, writing for his blogs, reading Oriental philosophy, traveling to new places and old favorites, exploring contemplative photography with his iPhone, sitting quietly in meditation, practicing healthy fitness, and promoting wellbeing.

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