Thursday, August 16, 2012

Good-bye Wheat and Good-bye Summer

I think probably everyone who has a camera and who lives where we live starts thinking deep thoughts this time of year and desires in their bones to capture the symbolic layers of promise, prosperity, industry, and even death that are wrapped up in the proud heads of grain that roll like an ocean away from home to everything else beyond here. Every year I watch the wheat, and thought maybe this year I would stop and take a moment and find the thing that wants to be said. But harvest always comes with the end of summer and the start of school paperwork, immunization records, new shoes, and "This is Me" picture collages. So, once again, I have photos without stories, or at least without words. But here they are anyway.

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