Tag: quiet time

Forest Dweller

Color Photography, Thoughts and Musing

Mankind is a wild animal. We hide it with technology, office buildings and fashionable clothes but in our hearts we instinctively know we must be free to roam. We crave the fresh air and sunshine. We need to find that special spot where we can center our thoughts and breathe. There’s something refreshing about the the smell of the stones and the trees along some fern covered forest floor. If you can sit still enough for long enough nature begins to welcome you home. More than once I’ve had small birds get curious enough to land just out of reach. Sometimes I have fallen asleep only to wake up at the sound of footsteps creeping ever closer. I open one eye and slowly turn my head to see a deer nervously trying to figure out who is on the path.

We live in a age and wonder. The technology in my phone was only science fiction when I got my first job. It has allowed me to share my perspective with the world. Even the pictures taken by the camera can be instantly sent across the planet. Yet with all this access there’s still a drive to be free from it all and just quietly exist.

Remembering You 

Color Photography

I remembered you today.  I  thought about the long walks to check the fences and care for the animals.  I remembered the stories of your brothers and sisters.  The stories that you brought home from Europe.  I remembered the gentle wisdom and the laughter.  I remember the work we shared and the adventures we had. I remember us. I miss my best friend.  I  love you.  Merry Christmas paw paw.  

Fiery Morning Over The New River 

Color Photography

You never know what you’re going to find on the other side of the mountains in West Virginia.   Move forward in faith and God does the rest.  This beautiful sunrise occurred the morning of October 28th 2017 in Gauley Bridge West Virginia just a short drive from Hawk’s Nest State Park. 

Long Term Parking 

Abandoned, Color Photography

This Jeep was parked in this very spot when I was a kid.  It’s one of several old Willie’s Jeeps that the landowner has. In my imagination I can see young soldiers crossing the battlefield in this jeep. I imagine the stories of home that are exchanged.  The men are hopeful because the war is over and they are returning home.  I imagine that when the jeep is sold as surplus it falls into hands of someone who puts his heart and soul into making it roadworthy again.  I can see him exit the highway on a whim to explore some mountain trail. He and his jeep are a good match.  They are both rugged and free spirited.  Not to bound down by the well traveled highway which goes only to and fro but not out.  I imagine the fishing and camping trips with friends and laughter they enjoyed.  The jeep started out with a mission to bring people home. Now with it’s mission accomplished it was time to rest.  It made one last trip.  It’s last escape from the pavement on the edge of the home it came back to.  There it could stay parked and enjoy the peace.