Ramblin' Jack

I have been noticing something lately, and I'm not sure how I feel about it. I have a tendency to read a caption before I really look at a picture. I seek out the caption after a cursory glance at the image, just enough to lightly stain the memory banks. I let that sit in the back while I tackle the description, the text of the situation. Then once I've fully grasped the W's ( whowhatwhyfor...) I turn back to the photograph for further scrutiny.
I feel as if I'm not giving the image enough credit to tell the story, and I'm not being present in the moment and appreciating the art. Also I think it could be the related byproduct of mass information input (I'm an information addict), a constant search for more facts about any particular topic that has caught my fleeting interest.
So I'm trying to be more conscious of it, and maybe that's enough. Because there are pros and cons to the proliferation of digital images, including the hyperbolic increase in the number of scantily clad self portraits in the bathroom mirror.
Anyway, just a thought I had and wanted to express in actual vocabulary. It feels great to form paragraphs. The FB/twitt phenomenon is training a generation to respond in short, abbreviated lolspeak. Kids these days... ;)

Caption:  This is my before frost harvest of basil and sage (taken about three weeks ago). I hung this in my bedroom for a fortnight and the finished it in a desiccant chamber, with final storage in mayonnaise and mason jars. This is the first time I've dried my own basil. I had a great year with those plants; much pesto was made. Ramblin' Jack Caption...