The Caressing Ambience of the Camera's Eye

To crest the waves of insanity while soaring through the shores of serenity. 

 

At long last my mind is keen and my thoughts are clear. Decades have passed since my last hit of LSD, and nearly a half a decade since imbibing alcohol. 

The trendiness of unfriendliness has ignited my desire for solitude. The sweet sensation of the written  word dissolves unreciprocated smiles. Shafts of moon light on the sands of the seas reaches into the mystic vapors of imagination. It threads the fabrics of fantasy and fact into a blissfully bizarre realm of love and laughter.   

My camera's eye harbors hope, joy and inspiration. Amidst the shores of Medicine Lake, I snapped these pictures. 

The caressing ambience of inner space, where time has no meaning, and the savage ignorance of humankind is washed away in the waters of eternity, and I admired the allure of campsite 66, the two pictures below. This campsite was the gateway to the entire shores of Medicine Lake. 

Sunday, the 9th, the American bald eagle graced its presence in the eyes of my Sony DSL camera. I captured a cool shot of a bald eagle, yet I cannot get a volleyball pancake on camera, but the season starts again soon, as does youth basketball. 

Local volleyball and basketball are my two favorite live sporting events these days, and it's not easy for me to get a perfectly focused action shot, as you can see, but I like some of my Schurr Shots. 

They weren't beautiful until they smiled, and I felt that smile, and the soothing sensation of bliss dominated my soul because of these three hitchhikers in Oregon last month. Below, the Aftershock competing in Sacramento in March. 

Mark Izzy Schurr 

 

Jaiden got ups.