For some reason I like the look of these dead, dried plants that line up in formation along some of the farmlands in South Georgia. When I drive I-75N during the winter, I look for locations where I can make a picture and yet be safe from the traffic that is whizzing by. This time I found a location, looked for a break in the traffic, took several pictures, quickly got back in my car, shut the door, and drove off happy. I had my picture!
Somewhere in South Georgia..
The sun was slipping below the western horizon when I arrived at this church in Vienna, Ga. I took several pictures, but liked this one with the sunset reflected in the window the best.
Shiloh United Methodist Church
Vienna, GA 31092
On New Years Eve, my wife and I were driving through Fort Valley, Georgia when I saw this yellow church beside the road. Three things caught my attention — the color scheme, the crosses, and the windows.
Allen Chapel AME Church
Fort Vally, GA
After a brief race through the seasons of life
We all fall and cross the finish line.
One by one, one after another,
We all will cross the finish line.
Copyright © 2015 R. Steven Norman, III
One of the beauties of driving through Florida is seeing the sprawling oak trees in pastures and fields.
Something that I observed while I was a teenager is that trees that spread their limbs wide, are seldom blown over by strong winds. On the other hand, trees like the poplar and Bradford pear that hold their limbs close and stretch them high, grow tall but are easily snapped by wind.
The same is true of people. Those who spread their arms to bless others are generally stronger than those who use all their efforts for selfish ambition and gain.
I saw the oak tree pictured above, along US 173 in the panhandle of Florida. I saw it and drove past it, but could not resist, so I found a place to make a U-turn and went back to make a photograph of it.
During the first hour of the night, the clouds repeatedly covered the moon. But the moon kept peeking through, kept climbing upward, until it broke loose from the realm of clouds, and lit up the sky shouting to those walking in the night, “No cloud can cover you forever.” — Steven Norman
I was trying to photograph this man who was so focused on his phone that he was missing the beauty of the morning, when birds decided to make my day by photobombing my image. Birds are almost always welcome in my photos.
Miramar Beach, FL
A sandpiper races to find a meal between the waves at sunrise on Miramar Beach, Florida.
Transient leaves change colors, fade, fall, and die.
Enduring tree trunks stand exposed, erect, and live again.
Steven Norman
The Old Grist Mill on a wet Fall afternoon at Stone Mountain Park.
Stone Mountain, GA
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