A pinhole photograph in three minutes.
MINUTE ONE
Constantly obsess about the camera. Is the shutter still open? Is the tripod steady? Is this photograph going to be interesting at all? Did I calculate exposure correctly? Did I even wind the camera to the next frame? Does it matter? It's a pinhole photograph after all. It doesn't have to be perfect.
MINUTE TWO
Ignore the camera. Look around. Its sure is pretty on this trail. Was that an owl that just flew from that branch? Wow. I think it was. It probably got scared because I've been standing here for so long. I've never seen an owl in the wild before. I don't think I've ever seen an owl in daylight before either. Who cares if this photograph turns out well. I saw an owl.
MINUTE THREE
Three minutes feels like a long time when you are watching the second hand on your watch. Two and a half minutes is the point where one begins to appreciate silence. Or if not appreciate it, then at least to acknowledge that it exists. The camera isn't moving. I'm not composing. Time just has to walk forward without my assistance. The film needs just a few more seconds to soak in the light. I hope I managed to record the swaying of that tree just ahead.
Ding... Shutter closed. Film exposed.