Life is where your feet are

It was with the incredible lightness of a summer evening breeze that we transitioned from our home of 31 years to our temporary quarters where we sit for the next 6 months or so as our next home goes through a make-over. Gratitude goes out to my sister for giving us the key to the place for as long as we need it. We are humbled daily by the charmed life we must lead that continuously affords us such generosity and delight.

We’ve landed in the bullseye of what the Shenandoah Valley looks like; you can almost smell the smoke from dying campfires 150 years ago as Confederates moved across this land they called God’s Country, hear eagles call over the Shenandoah River close by, see cattle do their daily migration from shade to pond to feedlot to pasture.

In the meantime, I’ll keep making images of what I see right here, in the country. After all, that’s all I’ve ever done — make images of what I see.

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Edinburg, Virginia    8:19pm   August 14, 2016

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Edinburg, Virginia    7:07pm   August 28, 2016

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Edinburg, Virginia    7:36pm   September 11, 2016

2 Comments
  • Kate Zurschmeide
    Posted at 08:35h, 30 November Reply

    Stunning and insightful as always. Love your path… can’t wait for the next installment!

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