Roger went fishing with one of his buddies yesterday, so I took a short drive...over into Illinois. The harvest is underway....empty fields dotted the countryside. Grain trucks traveled the roads, and tractors dotted the landscape. I do not know why it is, but when the fields are empty the sky just seems so much bigger. I can just look and look and never seem to drink in the scene enough to get my fill.One day I want to get the tripod out and take a series of photos and stitch them together....the photo above does not quite do justice to the feel of the area. Did anyone else see the show PBS had about the photographer, Art Sinsabaugh? Sometimes I question why I feel the need to take so many photographs, but then I find someone like him whose photographs really captured moments in time and I realize I hope some of mine might mean something, someday, to someone.
I will spend hours looking at photographs...sometimes I look for digital libraries of old photographs, and others I just find web albums or blogs that have really good images. I think the only other person I know that likes to look at photography as much as me is my brother, Neal. We both go through spells of sending each other links to photographs we like....
