I’ve read this sentence before somewhere and had to google it; it’s a title of a book in Oprah’s reading club.
I’ll stay with the photograph because I like a lot its look reminiscent of a magic lantern glass slide. In our days of intense sharpness, vivid colors, HDR and such, this type of image has a very attractive vulnerability. The undulating line of the horizon is musical (alas, there is a little halo there)
stark yet captivating, deforestation or scrub clearing what lies ahead for this land pasture and production or housing, lovely silvery tones to it and a great sky, I'm basking in the space i have to enjoy it without having to be forced to look at something obvious,
Can I join him? Wormwood is quite nice. Great photo as well. I keep staring at that tree on the far left, and looking at it long enough I'm in the field, in peace, the calm.