A yellow field surrounded by mottled gray and bone-white trees and morning mist. An abandoned church covered in vines, the door blocked by vines but the stained glass that crowns the entrance peeking through. An old camper wildly painted in vivid colors and images that are slowly fading. A bright pink diner with a Cadillac out front and a tremendous array of Elvis memorabilia on the walls. Fields split by a rumbly river fringed with trees. Stone bridges barely wide enough to pass on four wheels.
An unexpected trip this morning took me on twisty, back-country roads that I thoroughly enjoyed driving. But as I wound my way to my destination, images kept catching my eyes and making me wish I’d brought my camera.
I’m sitting in the pink diner, and I’ll probably take the chance on the way home to take some of those pictures with my phone. They won’t be the images I wanted, and mainly I’ll take them to illustrate the path I’ll return to in the near future to capture the images the way I really want to catch them.
I finished 2013 with a bullet. Lots of travel. Busy with work and family. I haven’t even taken the opportunity to post my Favorites of 2013 yet (which I’ll get to shortly). The shutter-bug in me had been dormant other than family photos recently, but it is now fully awake and pulling me to get out with my camera. Not a bad way to start 2014…