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  • End of summer —STAFF PHOTO / KEVIN GUTTING

Published: 9/20/2018 11:59:00 PM

Today being the official last full day of summer, at least according to the sun, I thought to feature a frame I took on the unofficial last day of summer — at least in my household — the day before the first day of school. I wasn’t consciously thinking of that when I drove by this luminous black-eyed Susan in a bed of sunflowers; I was only thinking, “I’m taking that.” I didn’t care that I didn’t really have time to stop, or that I couldn’t avoid the unsightly telephone pole in the frame or the sun flare caused by the cheap lens on my point-and-shoot camera or that the petals were bug-eaten or even that someone might regard a sunflower picture as cliché. I grabbed a little bit of summer — late, late summer. And it was mine. “To have,” to quote Bugs Bunny in “Little Red Riding Rabbit.”

There was a time when I’d wait for the “perfect” picture. Thinking that it had to be the best or I’m not going to bother taking it. Now, I wouldn’t advise against striving for perfection, but if that’s your only strategy and perfection doesn’t come, what are you left with? Nothing.

It took a while to figure out that happiness, or fulfillment, if you will, doesn’t come from finding the perfect (insert your own noun here). To paraphrase philosopher Ruth Chang, who studies choices, just the act of committing to one “imperfect choice” (my words) brings its own reward.

Now this wasn’t, by any means, a hard choice — even though it meant turning around and parking in the street with my flashers on — only the choice between taking the picture or not taking it. But I committed to it and now I have a perfect picture of the end of summer. A perfect, imperfect picture.

Text and photo by KEVIN GUTTING @KevinGutting

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