1 Shot Wednesday

a flashbulb memory

Regular readers know my photo posts are called 5 Shots, where I select the best shots of an outing and ask you to pick your favorite from the batch. Consequently, there are hundreds of other shots that sit in my computer album having never made the final pick. Singular besties that when I see it months or years later, the picture instantly recalls the place and emotion. My goal for 2019 was to blog more. I thought I’d try a new series where every Wednesday I pick a random picture that functions as a flashbulb memory and share it. I hope you like them.

This one is from a blazing June morning full of the perfume of flowers. I turned a corner on a cobbled street in Capri and walked by a gated entrance to a building. I liked the similarity between the sharp spears and the sharp color of fuschia from the Bougainvillea bush. When I look at this picture, I remember the breeze that wiped my brow from the sea and the buzz of people chatting. Veering away a couple of blocks, the island hushed for me to hear the bee’s buzz, and the vibrant colors intoxicated me.