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Tag: travel photography

  • The Question

    The question that stumps everybody is what happens after the last breath. Everyone may see it differently, some of us have perhaps seen it at the end of a lengthy corridor, or stared it right in the eye. And for that, we are much more alive, or rather grateful to be alive than those who haven’t had this glimpse or shaken its hand.
    Truth is, we’re all still here; making moments last and giving this life our best shot. Whether we were given the tools needed or have to craft them with what’s around us, we’re all here for the same purpose. All have the same intrinsic needs, only with our own unique ways of going about them.

    If the question is “What?”
    The answer is “Love”
    If the question is “Who?”
    The answer is “Yourself”
    If the question is “How?”
    The answer is “Idk figure that shit out! 😅”
    I think it begins with laughing at the absurdity of it all.

    Continue learning and expanding perspective. All else stems from this.⚡️♥️⚡️

  • Judgement

    We as people only require a quick little glimpse in order to form a radical judgment about someone, something or a situation. Yet such judgment can be threatening for ourselves personally, and ultimately culture as a whole. For such judgement is not accurate as it doesn’t tell the entire story. It never does and never will. Notorious for problem solvers, we will attempt to seek a solution with any amount of information we may have. So, the more information the better. The less reaction, the better. It seems we’ve become expect to react grandly to whatever may be occurring; yet that only heightens and exasperates needlessly. More solutions can equal more problems. There are no absolute answers, no be all-end all.

    I hate that I would judge people just going about their business. Maybe it’s natural human instinct, or perhaps is some type of self-dissatisfaction deep inside. It’s difficult to know where certain inhibitions become formulated. They’re just another human making their honest effort to get through this life. It’s certainly not easy, we can all do better and judge less. Let it be as it is, bring peace to yourself by doing so. And to not interrupt a process off discovery.

    Lately I really simply aim to share my experience, and work on leading by example rather than vocalizing what all that I may perceive to be not right. I catch myself making these mistakes and can only reflect and do better next time. Sure there are certain instances where mistakes are necessary there are always exceptions.

    And lastly… I’d rather be judged, than to be the one who is doing the judging.

  • A Spontaneous Drive to Calais, Vermont

    A Spontaneous Drive to Calais, Vermont

    On Thanksgiving Day,

    I didn’t have much going on until 6pm. Having the entire day off for the holiday meant I’d have to find something to do. Since everyone else was busy with family, I decided to go for a photo drive with Brixton, while also finding places to let him run around along the way. I feel like this is Vermont at it’s core, and I enjoyed every minute of it. Driving for many miles on dirt roads, seeing different areas of the state, and just wondering what actually goes on in these towns kept me interested. There are always surprises along the way

    One of the first actually stops was a brook to the side of the road. Brixton and I were there for about 20 minutes, slowly traveling upward. It was neat to see the new ice formations and getting close up with them. The way light interacts with the glimmering clear solid can be fascinated. Navigating the brook can be tricky at times with the secretly iced over boulders, but we managed just fine.

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    I really like older the look of older vehicles. There is something about them that is genuine in nature. New ideas were being tried out for the first time, and they just rolled with it.  The Saab in off white parked center with the barn really caught my eye.  The three vehicles lined up in the slideshow were apart of a classic car graveyard that was fenced in. If I could have gone down there, I would have spent way too much time taking photos, I know it. I think it would also to use the cars and a model for a photoshoot. Maybe one day it can happen, I’d just have to get the courage to ask the landowner, who seems pretty strict his gated drive and No Trespassing signs with images of security cameras on them.

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    I drove by one of the many bodies of water in the area. I’m not sure if they were deserted because of thanksgiving or the lack of summer. Nice reflections though!

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    While on a dirt road and unsure if I was in the right area, I saw a large pond coming up. As I got further, I saw this building with water streaming down beside it. I immediately thought it was amazing, so instead of driving on past, I pulled over  I felt good about it. It is the Robinson Saw Mill, built in 1803. It’s one thing I know I’d like to see again, because of how one of a kind it is.

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    Further down this same road, I saw the snowcapped mountains of Northern Vermont in the distance. In the field before me were some quite clean and happy looking cows. I kept driving since there was a truck behind me, but once I got a chance to turn around, I did. I wanted to get a photo of the cows grazing with the mountains in the background.

    Instead, when I pulled up next to their fence and got out of my car, the came over and greeted me. So interested in whatever I was doing at their fence, they just stood and watched while I took photos.

     

    After doing a lot of stopping but not being able to let Brixton out, I saw an old wooden sign that read “Maple Parking.” I looked to the other side of the road and saw there was a trail that led up into the woods. It seemed like an ideal spot to stop, so again I turned around and pulled into this “parking spot.” I had to slowly make my way into this pull-off, not to skid off down the hill, since it was large enough for one.five cars at most.

    The woods called Maple Hill, had were nice to be in after being on the road for awhile. The clouds were unique, being able to look straight up made for a cool perspective with the trees and branches.

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    Go out and see something new, now matter what it may be! There is a world unknown to you out there, might as well check it out! You don’t know what you might find.

     

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    P.S. On my way home, I grabbed some eggnog from a store that was open. I had a nice thanksgiving dinner with my family a couple hours later to end the night.