I can never say what it is exactly in a picture that makes it good. Is it the way it is cropped, or is it the colours? Maybe it is the action that is happening, or its ability to make you think. Whatever it is I enjoyed this picture, its subtle tones, and I just love the horse in it. Slightly depressing yes, but what can I say?

The photographer did an amazing job.

My thought of the day is about sorting things out. What will we find when we dig around? Out of all our precious things, what do we need? Can we bear to separate ourselves from these things that we call important? I find myself wanting to go back to the basics, to clear out the nick nacks and live with few things. It seems like the more we have, the more we get strapped down by inanimate objects. I've lived with such clutter, and freeing myself from it feel new and refreshing. This is one thing I want to carry on to my independent life, and keep with me. :)