Our first trip to the park (Journal entry)
As we stepped off the bus, the frigid winter air hit us
None of us knowing what to expect
Our Coats zipped tight as we complained about the bad weather
We huddled together as we walked slowly up the path
The grass was wet and a bit muddy
As we finally reached what was to be our final destination,
We began to understand the instructions
We took pictures which we thought were professional looking
We thought hard about how and what to take picture of
Were we thinking too hard about taking these pictures?
Do good pictures just happen?
-Brandie Chaney, Bloomfield-