A passerby says a certain word and the memories come flooding back. A special dish of ratatouille reminds you of your childhood. Or perhaps a few photographs take you vividly back into an unspectacular but rather fun day a littler over a year ago. Such is what happened to me as I peered through my photo catalog, possibly taking a premature walk down memory lane, but feeling nostalgic nonetheless, so I walked further.
It was an early afternoon in April, well over a year ago, and I had just left my Invertebrate Zoology class. Armed with a butterfly net and some ethyl acetate, I felt invincible. Riding my bike along the lagoon on campus, I was enjoying the fresh air, the free Vitamin D, and the infinite possibility of collecting the coolest bugs on the planet. As I was puttering along, I began noticing the wildlife and realized this was a day to capture, and not to “capture.” So I holstered my bug-catching weapons, readied my camera, and took aim.
The search for food at times divides us.
Other times it brings us together.
A quick break in the action, or is it?
Hungry, and defiant.
It was at that point that I rode home and had lunch myself, and unfortunately, I do not remember what I ate.
Should’ve photographed it.
-photos courtesy of Andrew.