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Grand Tetons National Park, Wyoming
With Thanksgiving in just a few weeks I chose an appropriate landmark to commemorate those who are credited with starting this tradition, the Pilgrims.
The Pilgrims began the tradition of a Thanksgiving meal in Plymouth (fka Plimoth), Mass in 1621. They endured a horribly difficult year, barely eking out an existence and loosing nearly half that began the journey. You may not think they had much to be thankful for, but they were still alive and they had a harvest and they had friends with which they would celebrate.
While you know Thanksgiving took place in or around Plymouth they actually began their new life in their new world in Provincetown which was not much more than a sandbar. Today this quaint town is known as an artist town. This photo of the Pilgrim’s Monument was taken from across the Provincetown Harbor.
Connectedness is something everyone needs. The need to belong or be part of something. I moved to a large city a few years ago with little wilderness area near by and with city living comes much noise and chaos. I’m in desperate need of a different type of connection than most might consider. I need to connect with nature, with the peace and quiet of the wilderness.
Look into this desertscape. Dream about where this road leads and what you may find there.
Great Sand Dunes National Park & Preserve, Colorado
Ah bliss, that wonderful feeling of overwhelming peace and contentment, a break from the ordinary. A few years ago I drove four days from noisy, frigid and damp New England to Arizona. The warmth of the Arizona deserts dried the dampness from my soul and the complete quiet restored my mind. The result… a state of bliss.
Water is one of my favorite things to photograph. Ok, it’s one of my favorite things in all my world – to live near, to visit/vacation, to chill out, to play. Even so, I do have a healthy fear of this wondrous beauty. Water is the most beautiful of the earth’s features but it’s also the most destructive and while we can’t survive without it water can also take our life. Of all the forms water it is falling water that intrigues me the most and captures all of my senses. I need a bumper sticker that warns that “I break for waterfalls” because I’ve been known to do that – often.
These photos depict Big Clifty Falls in landscape and portrait orientations. While the portrait highlights the length of the falls, one of the tallest in Indiana, I prefer the bedrock which leads into the falls in the landscape view. You might think the normal orientation for waterfalls would be portrait but I prefer the landscape view including the surrounding landscape to set off the beauty of the waterfall.
Clifty Falls State Park, Indiana
Yesterday we wrote about home but to many of us who have the wanderlust gene we also call streets, the open road, home. My heart longs for this home that’s tucked away deep in my soul. Most photographers shoot street photography full of people living their everyday lives. To me it is the street that calls me away from all that bustles. It calls me to the freedom of the open road, roads that only a few dare travel.
Caribou National Forest, Idaho
I have lived all over the United States and have called most states home at one time or another and I have lived in five of them for several years at a time:
As for the other 43 states I’ve lived in (excluding HI & AK) I lived in each for a weekend, a week or even a month or more. For two years I lived in a minivan/camper which I called home. So whatever state that campervan was in I was at home. You will find more on this adventure at my Jubilee Journey blog under the “My Jubilee Journey Journal” category.
But the one thing that stands out when I think about what home is are the three people in this photo below because without them there is no home. Home truly is where the heart is.
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