What A Trip. . .
Published February 4, 2006 | 
but at the end of the day the trees all get wheeled away
and you’ll be standing alone in a blank blank space – bright eyesSo it’s the weekend and here’s my short little boring, self-indulgent, Saturday post. . . (you can smile if you like). For the last year every time I stop to get gas almost anywhere in Wisconsin I see this road map. Not like a road map would ever really stand out to me, but this one does. Why? Well, I took the picture! Is that a big deal? No, certainly not. One could argue that commercial photographs rob the souls of their subjects. But at the same time it’s very odd to see that picture almost every time I stop at a Kwik Trip or other little mini-mart. I think about the day at Devil’s Lake when I made Mary and Gryphon stand around for what seemed like forever just waiting for the sun to break through the thick clouds long enough to get that shot. And to their relief the clouds opened just for a moment, the sun screamed through, I took the photo, and they would not have to stand around any longer with some weirdo staring the a trees!!
- d
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One Response to What A Trip. . .
That’s very cool.
That’s also why I think I’ve been coming to the conclusion that if I want to take pictures, I should make it a solo excursion, rather than inflict my new mania on my friends, who are good, kind, patient, wonderful people, and don’t deserve being forced to sit around waiting for me to get that little picture on that little screen juuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuust right!