Lake Wakatipu Glenorchy, New Zealand Shot on a beautiful morning that was frosty and largely clear. The mists danced along the waters to the sound of ducks and all things natural and wonderful. The reasons I escape for holidays and photography are multiple but in part it is to escape being the 'work' me and the 'doctor' me that everyone expects both occupationally and socially. These are some words which sum up my feelings toward the stereotype at times. The thicker my wallet, the leaner my taste The more I earned, the more went to waste. Where once was need, there’s now a want Where maybe’s stood , there’s never a can’t. Why trawl the market for a winning deal? When I can buy what I want , when I feel. I had what I needed, cherished it all. I have what I desire, no meaning at all. The joy of possession from a hard earned wait Replaced by whims to which I cannot relate. I am a picture of wealth and tastes refined With high class friends drinking high class wines. Though bitter the taste, it was never so sweet No sir, nothing ordinary for me, only elite. Yet why do I look upon old photographs Dusty old albums adorning clean laughs And wonder why the glossy new prints Are stained instead by emotionless tints Perhaps I’ve forgotten the price of joy Whatever the price I’m willing to pay! But the currency is not in the shape of bills Paperless, priceless, and full of good will. -DT 2012
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