Each photo has a story behind it.
I take a walk with my partner every day. It keeps us sane, and keeps us tied into the natural cycles of the land. We feel the wind, the sun on our skin, the textures and smells of the air. We tend to follow the same route for long periods - months, or even a year - before switching to a new route, and so we tend to get to know every house, tree, and road along the way.
I took this snapshot a few weeks ago on a walk through my neighborhood. Spring is here, and the trees are finally leafing out. This photo is a reflection in the window of a parked car. The red color is the light on a home for the elderly in the background. I have such conflicted feelings about such places... the staff are usually among the most caring people you will ever meet, but it's somehow sick to me that our elders are often closeted away in this culture: out of sight, out of mind. It keeps us afraid of death, afraid of aging, afraid of another natural cycle.
I'm attracted to the tension of images that contrast the shapes of nature with the clean lines of industrial creations.
I used a small aperture to isolate the nearest leaf and render nice bokeh in the background, which brought out some nice pastel colors.