Looking forward

Every now and again I catch myself wondering about the more distant future, not the middle one -- where I am certain to be the inappropriately flamboyant & embarrassingly geriatric mom of a teenage young man -- but the one in which Django has already found his own niche(s) in the world. For the most part, these mental meanderings of mine are classic, narcissistic, and idealistic self-projection on progeny. You know the kind, the I-always-thought-I-might-have-a-knack-for-[blank]-but-I-never-did-fully-explore-it-&-I-think-he-will!

But every now and again, I have the distinct impression I'm actually catching a glimpse of some raw talent, some unique perspective Django has on the world. I have given up (for the moment) trying to explain the more elaborate things he says that give me this feeling. Instead, I offer to you this small collection of photos he's taken all by himself. And when I say "all by himself," I really mean all by himself -- no coaching, no cajoling, no here-let-me-hold-the-camera-while-you-push-the-button. All Django, all the way.

I'd be very interested to hear what these photos say to you.