Tucked away in a valley along the highway is a grove of trees. I’ve been wanting to try and shoot the grove, because it’s characteristically Nebraska. Back in the old days, trees were primarily found near water. This was the plains afterall and not Michigan. I hopped out of the car and looked for a way to shoot the woods and the dappled light and nothing looked right. So I turned a little to my right and saw the sorghum field between the farmhouse and the trees and the picture fell into place.
I like the picture. I would like to take some pictures with you sometime. thanks for sending me your blog. Love Lily
Glad you like the picture Lily. We can go take pictures on our next visit. Are there any kinds of pictures you want to take?
I love this picture–it captures the quiet, open spaces of Nebraska…many of these types of images are hidden to those of us who have lived here for SOOO long! Thank for pointing them out again…