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Where the point lies

Searching for a particular picture last week, I noticed a pattern in my photos: horizon shots.  Loads and loads of them.  The sky, usually blue, the horizon, winding.

I could never live in the woods or the mountains – one word:  claustrophobic.  As a prairie girl, the horizon is grounding to me.  Only see up? Not a chance. I need to see out.

Getting out of the city and rolling through hills, farms and fields … cathartic.  So, when life piles up on me, I go.  Tunes, coffee, road trip, gone.

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Lake Diefenbaker, lake of my childhood

Deck view from Crosswinds in Whitehall, MI ... ahh

Deck view from Crosswinds in Whitehall, MI … ahh

 

Lake Huron .. from inside my car, way too cold to get out and stand!

Lake Huron .. from inside my car, way too cold to stand outside!

Stevie the dog and the road to home. An Emjayandthem (C) photo

Stevie the dog and the road to home. An Emjayandthem (C) photo

Just had to stop here and take in the view, Pure Michigan

Just had to stop here and take in the view, Pure Michigan

:: loved riding around with Dad on land like this :: And Emjayandthem (C) photo

Loved riding around with Dad on farm land like this.  And Emjayandthem (C) photo

“Why does every road eventually narrow into a point at the horizon? Because that’s where the point lies.”  Vera Nazarian, The Perpetual Calendar of Inspiration

 

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Is there a pattern in the photos you’ve taken? What is it?

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