I like road trips. My parents were given to wanderlust through western spaces, so I've been engaged in the craft for a lot of years. I enjoy getting to a destination of choice. But what I especially enjoy is the process of traveling, of going eyes ahead through the ordinary parts, only to look up or to the side and see a magic scene that makes weariness dim and the world seem alive again. These scenes then become like the yellow brick road or the "lovely, dark and deep" woods of Robert Frost, inviting me to wonder.
|Down The Fenceline|
We've all had experiences like this, momentary glimpses into serendipitous paths, ways that would lead us somewhere different if we gave them a chance to lure us. They can open in front, above, to the side or below us. Some have been created by humans. Some we can follow and others only imagine. The images below show some of paths I've glimpsed. I've followed some of them and others are still waiting for me. I'm sure that you have your own list of paths that have beckoned you.
I've seen these paths over time. I'm a photographer so images often come before the words that describe them. Equipment has changed but the constant has been the magic of seeing space and light and recording scenes on media and in words.
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