Every now and then I love to take blurry photos. Schmocus photos.

Oftentimes you can tell what they are - a Modigliani-style headshot of a lady, four chit-chatters on their lunch break, a moustachioed man in the shadows, birds sky-dancing as the sun goes down, polka dot patterns around a doorway. Maybe sometimes we can't - spotlights on a shelf or multicoloured sculptures on the high street. And occasionally we think we can but can't - the blue hour seascape with thunder clouds above, the heavy setting sun above the deserts, another thunderscape but with aqua-coloured water and a beach in view too, all of which are streetlights reflected in metal columns.

Who cares what they are or what they nearly are? They can be whatever your imagination wants them to be.

Emily Dickinson urged us to "Ignite the imagination and light the slow fuse of the possible". 

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