Do you have a favorite place? A place that you can’t seem to get enough photos?
Here is one of mine. It’s a place in the country near Lincoln, Illinois. You can be sipping on a glass of wine or a beer and watch the sun set. In the morning, with a cup of coffee in hand, the sun rises.
See you on the highway.
Brent
For several years my favorite place has been an abandoned pioneer cemetery. I know that sounds a bit odd but it was strangely peaceful and the aura of history seemed always to be there. I’ve photographed it repeatedly, even had one photo used in a calendar.
Lately it’s been my own back patio. I’ve finally added some landscaping to the yard, a couple of fountains, and I find it very pleasant to sit there in the late afternoon looking at my handiwork and watching the birds visit the fountains. I must be getting old, perhaps next I should buy a cardigan sweater and a case of prune juice. Or a new Triumph Scrambler.
Sense of place. 🙂
Mine travels with me.