This road still feels close even from the other side of the country. Quiet pastures, rolling golden hills speckled with cattle, a lonely little tree here and there... Although what caught my eye for this photograph was how these were the only trees on hill after rolling hill - like they were having a gathering of some sort, a huddle.
I cannot remember if anyone was standing next to me when I shot this but I do remember the sounds of quiet - That kind of quiet when a soft breeze sounds loud; that deafening quiet that makes you aware of the present moment. This is one of those places that makes me feel like I am part of something much bigger even if I am alone.
When the Trees Came for Dinner
When I saw this hill it felt like a fairy tale was unfolding right in front of me. The shadows cast made it appear that the trees were traveling to visit this sweet house. The house seemed to be ready for greeting its friends, the trees. The sky was so vast, so clear that it was like a backdrop pulled down to showcase the scene at play. I loved witnessing this place.
Into the Sea
A large storm was approaching so our family were the only ones on the beach. It felt like we had the entire ocean to ourselves.
On and On
I like the motion of this image. Even though this road seems so well traveled, so full of activity it also seems empty. It makes me think of speed and about how I can't seem to wrap my head around the speed of things - light, sounds, etc. It makes me think about time and about staying still. I love the irony that something quick and busy like a freeway can make me contemplate being still, allowing things to pass me by so I can stop and observe... everything can be simple if I choose it to be so.