I came across this picture while looking for some stock images, and it really struck me. Not because it's a beautiful composition although it is. It makes me feel safe and enclosed, and reminds me of trail riding in the woods as a child... a bunch of us kids and horses and dogs all convoying in a line. We'd always end at the creek. Let the horses paw and drink. This is almost exactly what it looked like...this image seems like it was plucked from my sometimes fuzzy memory- and that's why it's striking.
I miss summers full of trail rides, and it hurts a bit more knowing I will probably never see that creek again. I think I'll save this photo for a while. I don't know where it is, but it might as well be home.
Tuesday, April 21, 2009
Safe Places
Posted by Traveling Painter at 11:04 AM
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