11. Trespassing in paradise

How did I deserve this? To be wandering through paradise with camera in hand. Awe- inspiring scenery every which way I look.

 I  was on a special mission. I was looking for my phojo. I had lost it a while back when the busyness of life interrupted my self imposed obsession.

 My mission was to recapture my passion.  Just one look at the passing scenery and I was hooked all over again. 

Feeling like a trespasser in paradise, I revelled in the expansive vistas surrounding me. Emotive superlatives flooded my mind.  I was back in my happy place.

 Later, in front of my laptop, I was excited to find my phojo was back in full force. Editing decisions abound. Which images shall I keep? Which images will I edit.  How many should I share?

 My phojo is back from where it was hiding, right back where it has always been, patiently waiting for the right time and place to return. 

The majestic mountains and lakes of the Mackenzie have worked their magic on me. I’m not trespassing at all. I’m rediscovering  New Zealand/ Aotearoa again. 

This is a response to a Flash Fiction prompt from ‘Putting My Feet In the Dirt’, Writing Prompts hosted by ‘M’.\https://puttingmyfeetinthedirt.com/2020/09/01/september-writing-prompts