Category: Summer

Seasons of Wither

Drying Tobacco Plants
Drying Tobacco Plants

“When we’re alive, life consumes us. But when we die, all of the color and the motion is gone so quickly, it’s as though it can no longer stand to be wasted on us.” Lauren DeStefan

The Horse at the Bar

Bar none
Bar none

I met this horse at the bar today and he seemed to be in a very bad mood. He was on a break from taking tourists for rides through the Amish Countryside so I introduced myself and asked how he was doing.

He said; “Crap. It’s all crap. Living is crap. Life has no meaning. None. Nowhere to be found. Crap. Why doesn’t anybody realize this?” I was not surprised that he said this but surprised that he was so good with words.

So I asked; “Isn’t that from Ballad of a Shinigami by K-Ske Hasegawa?” He gave me a look like he was gonna bite my head off and replied; “Yeah, I read Manga, got a problem with that?”

I did not, and walked away scratching my head thinking that this is the coolest horse I’ve ever met and wondered if we could get together for lunch one day and talk more. It was just another normal day for me in Lancaster County, P.A.

Field of Dreams

Cornfield (obviously)
Cornfield (obviously)

“When we’re lost in thought, when we’re dreaming, what have we lost? We’ve lost reality. Our life has escaped us.” Charlotte Joko Beck

Gray Areas

Shades of Gray
Shades of Gray

“Black and white images take you beyond what most people photograph.” Rob Sheppard

The Look

Little Big Horse
Little Big Horse

“He had the look of one who had drunk the cup of life and found a dead beetle at the bottom.” P.G. Wodehouse