Monday, October 19, 2009

The Homestead



Friday was just one of those horrific days that seemed to never end. Finally about four o'clock in the morning Saturday I decided to call it quits in the sleep department and just get up. Long rides to nowhere are often the cure. Along the ride I happened upon this house, under a tree filled with Spanish moss, along the river. As I stood taking pictures, a man appeared from behind the house where the river is. He waved, then grinned and he and his dog disappeared along the tree line. It was just one of those silent moments... later I wondered if the man and dog were real, or just some greeting from the gods telling me it was all right to enjoy the day and everything would right itself.

9 comments:

Bea said...

OOOOOooooh Elizabeth, that sounds like the beginning of a really good story. :)Bea

Suz said...

I think he was the guardian of the property...if you know what I mean
How hair raising!
Sorry you had trouble sleeping
But we got to see a fabulous photo

Trudi Sissons said...

You never know why these things happen. I think though taking a drive is a much better idea than raiding the fridge! Hope that makes you smile. The end result for you is this beautiful photograph.

noye studios said...

what a gorgeous photo!!! Sorry you couldn't sleep... but look what came out of it?

Jan said...

The house is very beautiful but has a surreal feel to it. I thought you were going to finish your story by saying it was all a dream! Very strange happening but a wondrous photo.

Linda L. said...

Hi Elizabeth, is there a word on the roof? Looks like me...something. Thanks for sharing, awesome.

Linda L. said...

:) Ok, never mind, now I see you have used a script thru out photo. I like.

profolly said...

Magical i love houses that have a story to tell :)

Patti said...

Gorgeous! Can't believe the photos you turn out. I'm thinking about taking a digital workshop - will it draw me away from the 'table' forever?