Often, after a trip, when looking through photos taken, there are certain ones that stick in my my mind, not because of their artistic merit, per se, but because there's something little about them which makes them speak to me. These are examples of such pictures. Now the first one is expressive in ways that are hard to explain, but the loneliness of the fishing boat out at sea, in the evening just speak to me of that quiet Alaska. The second one is of an orchid plant in Costa Rica, and the whole photograph is of an area no bigger than my thumb, really amazing. The third picture is of one of the forgotten animals of the rainforest, just some old lizard among the branches. The next one is of our guide, pointing out to one fascinated youngster the little suckers, by which the sea star moves about. And the last is of my granddaughter, just beaming aboard the ship, getting to play pirate. It's just the little things.
