With the recent break up of a good friend, it's a pseudo girls weekend. Headed out on a wild trip to...Oklahoma City. WooHoo! Sometimes I forget my own connection to the place. We will see if I am inspired at all for a photo essay of this road trip. It looks like rain today.
communing with the trees
There is history in everything that surrounds me.But here, I have none.I prefer the present—moments drowned in nature. A swift breeze, water moving over rock,lazy locusts and croaking frogs.If I listen closely, the trees begin to whisper.Softly, sweetly, they urge meto leave my hurried lifeand live among them. Birdsong scolds mefor reflecting on my city …
Dixie's Road Trip 