Carol A. Hand
“Water” is the focus for today’s photography course assignment. Although the St. Louis River is less than a mile away, and the shore of Lake Superior just a short drive or bus ride, the likelihood of scattered showers inspired me to stick closer to home. (I was caught in the rain yesterday when I was photographing streets.)
I could always do this assignment another day, but showers are predicted for tomorrow, too. I decided it was best to find an alternative. Then, I guiltily remembered a “water” task I delayed despite my granddaughter’s frequent reminders this year.
“Ahma, can we set up the fountain today? Please?”
I had planned to build some type of stand for the fountain first. But today, I realized that is not likely to happen any time soon. So before the showers that still look imminent arrived, I finally set it up.
It wasn’t the easiest subject to photograph. Figuring out what would work best required at least 75 shots. Most ended up in the trash. These are the photos that survived.
Of course, the fountain has a story.
On the many trips my granddaughter and I made to the nearby garden center over the years, she always headed to the water fountain display first so she could play. (She still does.) When she showed me this fountain two years ago, we laughed. The symbolism of “hands” has obvious significance for our family. (It’s our last name.) How could I turn down her exuberant request to buy it?
I love my granddaughter’s choice – open hands presenting flowing, life-giving water. I’m grateful for this chance to share this story today, along with the life, love, and laughter this simple water fountain symbolizes.
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