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.


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.


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


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


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


“Blessings on your journey”


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