Project 52 l Week 11

Week 11 ; Patterns

Originally, I was going to take a picture of all the different patterns of my shirts in my dresser drawer. I liked how the lines would give good depth and sight lines and all the color I would get, but struggled at the same time because I didn't want my image for the week to be of folded clothes. Granted, folding laundry is a rarity and probably is a fairly substantial thing in the yearly scheme of things. However, I'm trying to capture moments from the year of my family. 

That idea changed last Sunday when I went into work with James to help him finish the last of his FTX planning and get things for his kit. I more so went along to take pictures of him, but I did actually lend a helping hand. We got home later in the evening, but there was still some work James needed to do on his ruck and he had to figure out what he was wearing out on the range the following evening. It started to get dark, so my camera had actually been retired for the night. That is, until he pulled out his flashlight and started doing detail work. My rebel got pulled out of retirement and I got this shot, which vociferates patterns to me.

I know his patterns. My fingers know the pattern of his uniform, my mind knows his patterns for planning things, and my heart knows his patterns of assiduity.