It’s funny how things happen – one minute you are heading to take pictures of a cutie one year old – and the next minute you are getting a workout after you’ve pulled off the side of the road to grab some shots. All in a day of Meg I suppose. I’m just that kind of person, the one who stops if I see something I like, something that photographically speaks to me. It’s weird, I know, there’s probably not many people who stop to “smell” the roses – but I’m different. Travelling with me would drive the average person bonkers – because I’m always into something, my nose off in the clouds as I run around behind my camera lens.
But here’s what caught my fancy that day – you know here in Atlanta we are surrounded by a bunch of Country – ya, it’s out there. And there’s some sense of calm when I’m in these areas – a sense of home in a bizarre way – I suppose that comes from being raised in both the city and the country. I see these things and I think, I’d love to see that forever, that scene – and so I capture it.
Maybe next time you’ll stop and smell the roses