One minute it would be bright and you could see the blue sky and ten minutes later it was clouded over. I stood at the hull of the ship and tried to take in as much as I could of the scenery. I felt like I was in a different world. And I was.
|Orthodox church on the river front, Windsor, Ontario|
This is a few shots that I took and worked on yesterday. The church intrigued me with its missing top on one of the steeples that was rust stained down the sides. I wanted the picture to look like a painting or an old postcard. The narrator told us the name of the church but without pen or paper it is lost to me.
The luckiest people live next to water or mountains, preferably both. But I live in corn fields, where the land is flat.