just bought a new Canon EOS-50D this afternoon. :-)
i liked couple of features like
.. larger image size of 15.5 Mega Pixel,
.. more dynamic range of ISO,
.. fast shooting of 6.5 per sec
.. and continuous shooting for 60 shots
though i still love my Olympus..
the thing i liked most of this dumb looking one is its weight..
now it's even heavier with the battery grip attached at the bottom!
i might have a extraordinarily strong right arm
like Popeye anytime soon.. ^,~
sliding down on the glittering highway
amidst soft raindrops in the night
always leads me to falling down to a humble fantasy
of getting out of reality..
.. a feeling like floating over the flying magic carpet..
Yes..
I was sitting on the very old foor
made of wooden panels
which have been aged
more than couple of hundreds years..
At the same space but different time zone..
trying hard to feel the people dwelt in the palace..
Yes..
the sudden shower of hot & humid summer
made me shorten the chronological distance
between now and then..
Really don't know
why the Creator allowed us
dare to think about eternity..
living only less than 100 years physically..
.. shoot...!...
Nicola Di Bari: Il Cuore È Uno Zingaro : 마음은 집시.. Nicola Di Bari: I giorni dell'arcobaleno 무지개 같은 나날..
..
갑자기 검은 구름이 홀연히 모여들더니
굵은 소나기가 내리기가 시작했다.
마침 회랑 끝의 마루가 있어
그곳에 신발을 벗고 올라가 앉아
쏟아지는 비를 바라보았다.
아무런 생각없이
궁궐의 작은 시내물 위로 쏟아지는
소나기 방울 방울들을
무심코 바라보고만 있었다..
All of a sudden, dark clouds gathered together
just above the palace for the shower for 10 minutes..
And I was sitting on the very old wooden floor
at the end of the long corridor..
without pondering anything
but staring the drops of the shower in the tiny creek..
At day one in Seoul, heavy shower greeted me as I was running along the riverside highway. The couple of steel bridges with conservative design of triangular structure started activating my old memories of childhood. And the raindrops of the window was good enough making me slide down to the mood of melancholy over those by-gone days.. It was good and refreshing.. Thanks weather..
I remained in this side of Fort York which was built in year 1813.
And I was soaked into a mood of those-days-war through the Tchaikovsky's 1812 Overture
with which the composer depicted so well on the fatal war between Napoleon and Wellington.
Now I see the misty skyline of the metropolitan city standing in the boundary of the huge time-lag of 200 years though a couple of hundreds years is almost nothing compared to hundreds millions years of life scale on earth..