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...Though Nowhereville is still always Somewhereville.
Railroad crossing (Canadian Pacific/Soo Line) along a gravel road near the farm.
It was a hazy day, we were in the midst of experiencing a lot of smoke from the unfortunate fires that Canada was experiencing 😥 (Thoughts still with them)
Barnes County, North Dakota
8/5/2021
Je suis juste de l’autre côté du chemin
Henry Scott-Holland
La mort n’est rien,
je suis seulement passé dans la pièce à côté.
Je suis moi. Vous êtes vous.
Ce que j’étais pour vous, je le suis toujours.
Donnez-moi le nom que vous m’avez toujours donné,
parlez-moi comme vous l’avez toujours fait.
N’employez pas un ton différent, ne prenez pas un air solennel ou triste.
Continuez à rire de ce qui nous faisait rire ensemble.
Priez, souriez, pensez à moi, priez pour moi.
Que mon nom soit prononcé à la maison
comme il l’a toujours été,
sans emphase d’aucune sorte,
sans une trace d’ombre.
La vie signifie tout ce qu’elle a toujours été.
Le fil n’est pas coupé.
Pourquoi serais-je hors de vos pensées,
simplement parce que je suis hors de votre vue ?
Je ne suis pas loin, juste de l’autre côté du chemin.
Vous voyez, tout est bien.
Death is nothing at all,
I have only slipped away into the next room.
I am I, and you are you.
Whatever we were to each other, that we still are.
Call me by my old familiar name,
speak to me in the easy way which you always used,
put no difference in your tone, wear no forced air of solemnity or sorrow.
Laugh as we always laughed at the little jokes we shared together.
Let my name ever be the household word that it always was.
Let it be spoken without effect, without the trace of a shadow on it.
Life means all that it ever meant.
It is the same as it ever was.
There is unbroken continuity.
Why should I be out of mind because I am out of sight?
I am waiting for you, for an interval, somewhere very near, just around the corner.
All is well.
3 octobre 2020
The stubble was left in the field and the tracks were visible where the farm vehicle had driven up and down the field.
This line runs from Missoula, Montana south through the Bitterroot Valley, through ranch land and over the Bitterroot River.
I had to go higher and higher to find virgin snow. I hate it when the snow is all tracked up by humans, but I sure love critter tracks. Stay tuned for the pine marten pic. I waited an hour for him to come out.
another dreamy long exposure shot of Frankston pier and lucky enough to catch the undisturbed tracks of the sand screening machine.
chose b/w over colour as I considered it contrasted better.
making tracks for Talbot for a few days so will catch up later in the week. have a great and happy week everyone!!
Bryce 3D program only - no post manipulation
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I can never resist the simple composition of tracks taken with a wide angle. This was taken the day before we got a pretty good dump of snow. I will try to go back and reshoot with more snow cover. I expect it will look quite different.
I kept the camera close to level so as to not have leaning verticals, so of course there was much more sky in the shot, and although I do really like it with all of the extra sky, I like this version as well, and decided to go with it and the extra resolution that it would allow in the tracks.
Tomorrow, an intermission and something COMPLETELY different.