My muse frequently directs me out onto the backroads that surround the suburban setting I live in. There, I find peace and the flow of creativity. I listen and can hear her voice.
The seasons come and go, with green gracing the hills in spring, followed by the golden hills of summer and fall.
I return again and again to fill the cup the muse gives to me to refresh my spirit
Are you coming? She wants to know; there is more just around the bend
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Beautiful captures of the countryside. Love the last two especially, like paintings. 🙂
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This area around me really is my place for solitude and peace…and photography. Thanks, Amy.
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Thanks so much,Julie. My muse seems to always lead me to these beautiful places unasked. I just get in the car and follow her directions 😊
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Just beautiful photos .. your muse takes you to some very special places. And thank you for sharing them 😀
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Can almost hear the wind through the grass. Lovely.
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Thanks so much J.B. The wind brings everything alive.
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I can certainly relate to your countryside inspiration–beautiful pictures. I particularly liked the wind turbines and the cow. I tried to capture some turbines the other day but they were too far away for my little phone.
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The highway over this pass (Altamont Pass) gets up close and personal with these turbines. I love that setting and wish there were safe places to pull over and take photos outside the car.
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Beautiful Angeline! Reminds me a bit of South Dakotas Black Hills.
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Thanks, Nicole. That’s one place I would love to visit!
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You would love SD Angeline!
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I know those hills would steal my heart!
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