through another’s eyes
My sister Helen came with me when I drove from Oregon to Michigan last August. She’s here now, so she went through my photos to see if she wanted any photos from that trip. I was uploading her picks to Shutterfly and saw this one. It has never caught my eye before and – now that I see it – I do not know why. While the composition isn’t the greatest, it is exactly like the images I carry in my head of the Badlands. The undulating shapes. The colors. The layers. The otherworldly landscape. The haziness and dryness and heat. I loved all of it.