A Photo Essay

Just when I’d thought the weather couldn’t get any worse, it did.  I woke up for the third or fourth day looking out to wet, overcast, dull weather, at least until I drove out into the country.

Everywhere I looked there existed a subtle and multi-faceted fabric of texture, soft colors and dimensions weaving landscapes into photo opportunities.

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There was movement in the tributaries flowing strong from the constant rains.  The swollen banks, guarded by strong dark structures accented by soft hues and constantly changing colors.

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Interesting structures forgotten and hidden by the summer green, now present in there awesome despair.

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Others alive, fit, and shining through in bright vibrant hues, with fences lining and defining space in an illusionary world.

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And lastly, there were quiet contemplative places, places defining a time and space gone before us, but not forgotten.

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“Blessings on your journey”

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