Winter notes on a fence. I’m walking along, looking at nature all around me. It’s the first snow of winter; the forecast says there is more on the way this weekend. It’s not surprising to me that I’m preoccupied with the beauty of it all. As the land rises alongside the trail, the fence line comes into view, the imposition of us humans on the natural environment. It is charming and beautiful in its own way. It reminds me that I am standing between the natural and man made elements; the two are undeniably inseparable, it comes from the same place and thrills me, and as Carl Sagan said, “we are all star stuff!” Thanks for looking. G
Untitled. We went for a drive last week and spotted a house in Costilla, NM adorned with these small flags. I think they were in honor of Veterans Day a couple of weeks ago. Anyway, they looked colorful along the fence line and this one, against the wall with shadows, stood out in particular. The first few images I made didn’t amount to much as the flag was furled on itself. I don’t like to influence the scene … I mean … I could have got out of the car, unfurled it, made my image and left. As is often the case in times like these, before my thought of contrivance had left my head, the wind whipped up the flag, first one direction then the other. Thanks for looking.