While I absolutely love grand, sweeping vistas, I am equally captivated by the small, the simple, and the intimate. The details of a landscape interest me as much as the landscape itself. So I'm always on the lookout for them. And often, if you're in the car with me, I'll slam on the brakes all of a sudden at a place of stunning blandness, because I saw a flower, or a rock, or something else small that caught my eye.
On our recent trip to the hill country, the early morning light and dew made it hard to reach our destination. I kept stopping to photograph details. This red Indian blanket is like a million others we saw that morning, lining the roadside between Brady and Llano, but the way the early morning light was hitting it, making the micro-dewdrops sparkle like little diamonds, was arresting to me. I hope you enjoy it as much as I do.
More to come . . . .