Open the first photo album you can find — real or virtual, your call — and stop at the first picture of yourself you see there . Tell us the story of that photo.
I’m totally blowing this prompt by NOT featuring a picture of me*. Because there aren’t that many pictures of me these days if it’s me behind the camera most of the time. So I’m going with the first picture I see when I opened my pictures folder.
And this is it.
This was taken a few years ago, when I went to the Philippines for the last time. It’s of the Chocolate Hills in Bohol, which is south of Manila. There’s nothing ‘chocolate-y’ about these hills when you look at them but when the shrubs turn brown, I guess they resemble these Hershey’s chocolate kisses – hence their name.
At the tip of the foreground hill, you see these three tiny dots representing hikers that made their way up there – with a paid guide, of course – and that’s what I was trying to capture with my simple camera here. I failed miserably but I also wanted to take a picture of the hills against the blue sky and the clouds.
The 1,100 plus conical hills were created by ancient limestone pushing up from the ocean floor, and the elements then formed them the way they look now. It’s not unusual to find fossils of ancient marine life within their structures. The latest natural element to form them was the earthquake late last year which crumbled many of these hills, so I don’t know if they still look the same.
*Maybe later I’ll find one with me in it, but for now, this will have to do.