Red Barn, hole in the roof sunset, San Luis Valley, Colorado. I haven’t been to visit the red barn in a while, just north of Ute Mountain, there on the left. The wind can be brutal in this area with many bits of the barn scattered around the perimeter. There are more and more openings in this old building, perfectly positioned, for the sun to peer through before setting across the plateau. Thanks for looking. G
Barns and approaching storm, on the road in Capulin, Colorado. Here’s an image from a number of years ago at this location in winter. Whenever I’m in the area, I stop at this place. In fact, I’ve had the opportunity to make multiple visits to this and many other of my favorite locations over the years. I’m grateful that I get to do this often in my travels and career. Ultimately the quote below, of Franz Kafka, sums up the emotions I feel when I’m in the field. It’s as if the location I’m visiting is “the room”. The world is my room; my room, “the location” is my world. Thanks for looking.
“You need not leave your room. Remain sitting at your table and listen. You need not even listen, simply wait, just learn to become quiet, and still, and solitary. The world will freely offer itself to you to be unmasked. It has no choice; it will roll in ecstasy at your feet.”
Thanks for looking. G
Rural southern Colorado, Ute Mountain, barn. Gorgeous skies and the last snow fall across the valley. Hopefully not the last snow of the winter. This was less than a week ago. Today all the snow is gone and temps were in the mid 50’s F. The ice was gone on the lake. I was standing on the same ice a week ago. Today felt like the refreshing, first day of spring. Thanks for looking. G