My worst critic

I've been going through some of my digital photos lately.  I found this one.

Which I promptly edited and emailed to my sister-in-law and mother-in-law.  For obvious reasons, I have not posted it on G+ yet.  I will only post it if Aimee says it is okay.

This my nephew, Amare.  This was the first Christmas he was old enough to open presents, but he was still too little to get it yet so all he wanted to do was play with the gold curly ribbon instead of opening all those booooring boxes of presents!

I found this one.

Heaven and Nature Sing
Snowflake, AZ Temple

I don't remember when I took this image, but I am sure it is embedded in the picture somewhere.

And I found this one.

Follow the Light
Tropical Rain Forest
Maui 2004

This is an SLR picture from my trip to Maui with Jana Walker Sum, back in our single (wilder) days.  Unfortunately, it is from a cd and not the actual picture or the negative.  And the cds I had made of my images are just not to my liking, but they will have to suffice indefinitely.

And what else have I found?  Hmmm....oh yes, I shot this from the Walmart parking lot a while back a nightfall was coming on the pine trees.

This is the original.

This is the edit.

Cloning the cars out would have been better than cropping this image, I am certain.  The cropping makes it grainy, but the the graininess works with the abstract quality, I think at least.

It is very abstract.  In fact almost so abstract that you can't tell it is a photograph at all, but I like the feel of the image.  I just don't think it is good enough.  Ha!  I guess I feel this way about all of these shots right now...or maybe it is just about me because I am not shooting with a good camera to help give me an edge.  

Ironically, I really do know better than this.  Trust me.  I had a total freak rollover accident many years ago...at 35 mph...20 miles out of Soda Springs, ID.  I was on my way up to Jackson Hole, WY to go white water rafting, of all things.  Who would think I would need something like this to teach me a lesson on living life to the fullest and taking chances if I was already willing to take chances like going on the river?

After the accident I decided instead of going home and crying all weekend I was still going on the river.  The paramedics didn't think it was such a great idea, but me going home an crying instead was a terrible idea.  So, I promised the medics I would check myself into the ER as soon I made it to our base camp in Wyoming...and I did.

The moral is life is an adventure and, yes, sometimes you are going to get mud all over yourself and sometimes people are critical, but life is not lived on the sidelines.  Me, I usually dive in head first.  So why is should this be any different?  I guess I really am my own worst critic.

Good night.