My confession -- a summer romance

Cartier polo, originally uploaded by Peter Meade.

There are certain things that evoke an English summer like no other -- Wimbeldon tennis, strawberries & cream, vegetable gardens bursting their borders with fresh veg, Pimm's on ice, the Proms at Royal Albert Hall -- and figures like this man, his suit really, spotted at a recent polo match. No caption necessary.

I wish I could take credit for this photo but I can't. It's by photographer, Peter Meade. Follow the links and browse his images of a version of English life that only exists outside London. He specializes in equestrian (including polo) and cricket photography. I admit to being a little more interested in the horses than the entire ethnography of the "horsey set", but it's all very very good.
Excellent, in fact.
He's one of my favorite photographers found in my wanderings through flickr.

Which brings me to my confession. . .

Some people consider it an addiction, but I prefer to think of it as a picture-perfect romance. The things I find on flickr and jpgmag sometimes make me swoon. I read books and such during the day, but at night I browse flickr and jpgmag. I'm learning so much about photography, film and digital, from reading the discussions and viewing the work of various photographers from around the world. One of my favorites on jpgmag lives and photographs Iceland. In the meantime, I carry my little digital around with me everywhere and sometimes a small film camera too.

So, maybe it's a summer romance -- photography and me, but I think we'll be together for a long time to come.