Swing, child
Go.
Pump.
Fly.
Picture taking has been sparse lately, and while I was hoping to catch a sunset last night it was obvious upon arrival at Surf City Sunset Park the sky was a bust. Jonesing to shoot for the first time in weeks, I first fixed my 50mm and made a few exposures of objects about the park, playing with shallow depth of field. I soon switched over to my 14mm and used the lens in a way I rarely have. I switched it to auto focus for the first time in at least a year, set my aperture to a wide open f/2.8 and got as close to the front swing as I could—in the handheld shot above my lens glass was no more than three inches from the front right corner of the swing itself.
At the end of the day the question is simple: who doesn’t remember the swings of their youth and smile?
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