A Morning Study Along The Road

BFE REPORTER THURSDAY

My friend and BFE neighbor, Tim, took a series of pictures while traveling on the job a while back. I forget if he said these were in Iowa or not, but it was early morning and he had just started his day on the road. I thought they were pretty darn good and I think he used his phone camera. It gave these an ethereal look, landmarks in the mist.

I'm no expert on cell phone cameras. Mine takes either very very good ones, or is singularly bad. There is just so much you can squeeze into a thin sardine tin and still make it commercially viable. In these pictures I don't know if they are poor which enhances their qualities of mystery, or if they are excellent. Whichever, these are little mini-canvasses of art - of a mystical landscape that existed for that moment. Mr. Stage had an eye for the scene, which most of us walk through thinking of other things.

Sometimes we need to detach ourselves from the usual routine and step back and stop. Grab the camera and capture a scene that could change in mere seconds. Beauty is all around us. We only need to see through the din of our earthly thoughts to see the unearthly. Be prepared.

Thanks, Mr. Stage for contributing to EIB.

BFE Reporter Days here on the blog are designed to showcase your pictures. If you have something you'd like me to post send them to bfereporter@yahoo.com.

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