While this photo is probable mundane and ho-hum to most it has a very special meaning to me. The dark overcast day adds to my feelings.
I am 64 years old. When I was a kid most of the back roads here were not paved. My parents would take me riding on the back roads looking at the leaves, looking for partridge that so often would be in the roads in the fall and just enjoying the outdoors and nature. Now those same roads are paved and lined with big new houses. The areas bear little resemblance to what I remember.
If only we could go back to when we were kids and realize what we had. I'm sure we would have appreciated it more.
When I look at this I get a warm happy feeling. In fact I stared at it for a good 20 minutes just remembering like I haven't in a long time.
I told my wife what I was thinking while she looked at it. She started crying and said, Don't you wish you could go back for just 1 day.
So if no one likes it, if its trash, I don't care, I love it for the emotions it stirs in me from a time long gone.

I am 64 years old. When I was a kid most of the back roads here were not paved. My parents would take me riding on the back roads looking at the leaves, looking for partridge that so often would be in the roads in the fall and just enjoying the outdoors and nature. Now those same roads are paved and lined with big new houses. The areas bear little resemblance to what I remember.
If only we could go back to when we were kids and realize what we had. I'm sure we would have appreciated it more.
When I look at this I get a warm happy feeling. In fact I stared at it for a good 20 minutes just remembering like I haven't in a long time.
I told my wife what I was thinking while she looked at it. She started crying and said, Don't you wish you could go back for just 1 day.
So if no one likes it, if its trash, I don't care, I love it for the emotions it stirs in me from a time long gone.
