I was walking back to the car through a seldom used car park when I saw this lonely page lying on the ground. It was the only piece of litter in the car park, which was gradually being claimed back by nature. With being in French (not surprising since I was in France) and me being woefully lacking in that language I wondered if some hidden mystery/intrigue might be afoot – especially as the page was slightly scorched round the edges……..
It seems it’s a page from a youngster’s mystery story, written back in the ’50s by Georges Bayard.
From a photographic point of view, I would have liked to have had my DSLR with me with it’s wide angle lens so that I could have taken shot giving much much more context.of it’s situation – my little compact just wasn’t up to the job.
I like the shot, DSLR or no DSLR!
Within those magic words lies the mystery of life…
I ceased wondering about the mystery of life years ago in preference to living it.
Living the mystery is more magical 🙂
Everyday has such potential, if we chose to grasp it.
You’re so right, if everyone just realised it.
I’m sure there’s a story there …..
I’ll leave it with you…… 😉
Love the background texture and the way it contrasts with the page! 🙂
Thanks. I had a bit of a debate on how much of the background to include – the little weed seedlings were quite interesting in themselves.
I think you got the balance just right 🙂