The last two days I’ve distracted my over productive mind with a friends wedding and photography. Today it was spent by reading, prayer and Jesus. I needed that. To say I’m doing okay would be a lie, in fact I’m not doing so good. Would prefer to not go into any details, it’s something that I must hold my head high and whatever the outcome, I MUST trust Jesus has something better in the works for me. It’s silly, but since I’m a female and burdened with blasted emotions, the way I deal with it is distractions, crying, and ice cream. That has been my weekend.
But enough of my ramblings… Onward and upward to how I spent my Saturday. I had no particular place in mind, I just knew that I wanted to go back out into the country to get some shots. Now, for a time I grew tired of taking pictures of the country because I felt as though that was all I took. Getting back out there, in the middle of nowhere was good, plus the sudden rain fall was an added bonus! I took back roads, going deeper and deeper to the point of getting completely lost. I did find my way home, but it was tricky… Mainly because small town people are helpful, but can be creepy as well. Look, I’ve been to small towns… But this town was so small that the gas station I stopped at still had food from 2001, no doors for the stalls in the bathroom.. In fact no door going into the bathroom at all and lastly when I went up to pay for my drink, the guy asked me: “You’re not from here, are you?” I simply told him no and I had to ask him how he figured that out. “Your Jeep. People here don’t have black rims.” That actually surprised me.. Considering I was wearing my bright pink pants.
I posted this photo on Instagram and Facebook with the caption: “To go down creepy road… Or not.”
I did go down that road and I saw the coolest abandoned house ever. For me, a dream! I love old houses lost in nature. I was in the process of walking up to it, when I heard a gun being shot off. A man came out of nowhere, holding a shotgun and asking what I was doing on his property. I, as calmly as I could, explained that I was taking pictures and didn’t see a ‘no trespassing’ sign. He told me to walk around the front, I did and that is where I saw his sign…
I apologized over and over and left as fast as possible. Even though I was still slightly scared of country folk poppin’ outta bushes, I continued taking pictures. Here is my take on the country I saw yesterday.
When I finally got off the back roads, and found an old highway to lead me home, I captured more. Kansas may be flat, but she’s my home and their is beauty within her flat lands.
And this.. Which is gross. But, it made for a cool shot.