Pretty Hills

Pretty hills from a road trip about ten years ago. You know, sometimes I’m just taken with a “life blurb” – a tiny moment in which everything comes together in an atmospheric mood. It lasts for just an instant, and then is gone forever. I try to capture these when I can – no narrative, no greater meaning – just so I can re-immerse myself in the experience from time to time and share it so it is not mine alone. To me, the shared experience is everything – a hundred times more emotionally powerful than the solitary one (who wants to sit in a movie theater alone). So here you are – this capture in all its transient, insignificant, enveloping, glory – you and me together.