Soft
This week’s assignment was SOFT…..
The first thing that came to my mind was the soft gentle air that greeted me when I returned from Morocco and entered the United States in Houston. ….The softness of a baby’s breath as it sleeps….a downy chick….feathers…the whisper of a small boy telling a ‘secret’…
Those are better done in poetry.
After some thought–I decided a macro shot of mini marshmallows might work.
I set my camera up on a towel, opened up a sadly melted together partial bag of marshmallows–left from winter cocoa. As usual I take several shots of the subject–moving things around a bit—and so here it is.
As a side note, I discovered a partial bag of chocolate chips in the bottom of the cookie jar–the marshmallows were on top—now to think of something to use them in–peanut butter brownies??
Sylvia Weir Art 