Drawing a line in the sand

My goal when I started this blog was to take a photograph and use that picture to journal about either the experience of taking it or what it meant to me as it related to a past experience.   In one of my previous posts, I talked about how a lot of photographs come to us accidentally and are just a moment in time that exists for a flickering second.   For this entry, while I worked to get the right angle for this photo, it was the experience behind it that came to me accidentally.   I had planned an entry on the benefits of teams and being part of some amazing teams in my life.   However, during this outing, I keenly became aware of one of the tenets of being an aspiring photographer.   In almost every picture taken, the photographer works to create a line of sight for the viewer, whether it is with the angle of a shot, the way the side of a building contrasts to the street, or with actual lines somehow drawn into the shot with the subject.    Here, I was lucky enough to have Mother Nature helping me to see those lines.   With the sun at a perfect angle, the backstop of the baseball field casting the right shadows, and the fences in the background, it seemed that the lines all came together to help me frame this one.  

So, I suppose that I could still use my team idea here in that in order to tell a good story about what is seen, sometimes the best team you can be a part of is one that you never knew you were on.