I was standing by the water thinking of nothing in particular when a guy pulls up and asks me if I saw a white duck. I said no, why? And he said: I’m looking for him. At that point I knew it would be just another ordinary day in Lancaster, Pennsylvania.
The rest of the morning was spent in a fog, literally, only now my thoughts went from thinking of nothing to thinking of nothingness. I waited over an hour for the sun to come out and took a few photos of nothing.
I was about to leave with nothing when I thought of something Jean-Paul Sartre wrote in Being and Nothingness: “It is therefore senseless to think of complaining since nothing foreign has decided what we feel, what we live, or what we are.”
Note to self: don’t buy that book and think of complaining that it’s too hard to understand. My uncle warned me about that almost forty years ago.
Looks like the Bridge in Harrisburg?
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Its the Columbia Wrightsville Bridge, after a while they all look alike.
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Wow, wow and wow! The photo makes me think of Being and Endlessness.
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Thanks, it ended when I ran out of patience and got hungry.
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Some of us search for that white duck every day.. 😉
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Believe it or not he knew this particular duck and feeds it at a small pond every morning.
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WOW. This photo of yours is stunning 😀
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Thank you Cee, just going out to take photos is reward enough, good light, bad light or even fog.
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Weird guy, great photo.
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Actually he feeds this particular duck every day, who am I to judge what is weird? 🙂 Thanks for your comment.
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This is a great photo, well worth a nothing day!
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Thanks Gavin, you never know what might make a nothing day spectacular.
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Ain’t that the truth.
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