Roads Less Traveled
13 May 2014
May 1, 2014
We took a wrong turn and ended up on some back road instead of the interstate again. This turned out to be a blessing. There is so much beautiful country that we miss when we stay on the interstates and turnpikes.
It was nothing more than farmland and country houses, horses and cows. The expansive sky across the fields with the ever-changing storm clouds. The open horizon reminds me of the view from our boat, the endless sky above the sea.
I asked Jay to stop so I could take some photos. As much as I love photography it never quite captures the moment. The experience is so much more than the visual.
It is the scent of dirt, mixed with cow manure and the hint of rain.
It is the sound of wind chimes in the background and the clucking of the chicken headed my way.
It is the energy of the storm building with the wind against my face.
All these things make up the moment and are impossible to capture.
What is it with our fixation on trying to hold on, obtain, own, rather than just exist in the moment?
One moment leads to the next. Should we stay stuck in the past we will miss our present.