focusing

“Do you remember… ,” Calliope gazed off into the distance as if she was pulling a file from the trees, “… What did that photographer say?”

Thalia flipped through the branches of a mighty oak. “This? ‘The camera is an instrument that teaches people how to see without a camera.’ Is that the one?”

“Close, but no cigar. Isn’t that an interesting phrase? No cigar? I wonder where we picked that up.”

“What about…If you believe it will work out, you’ll see opportunities. If you believe it won’t, you’ll see obstacles.” Thalia read another leaf.

“No… not it. That’s not from a photographer.”

“Okay… how about… ugh! Sorry. I can’t find it.”

“That’s okay. Thanks for trying. I think we said what we wanted to say without it.”