No Eagle Rides for Me

'It's a dangerous business . . . going out of your door,' . . .  'You step into the Road, and . . . .there is no telling where you might be swept off to. '" (Frodo quoting Bilbo in The Lord of the Rings)

Recently, I have known where I was going on my early morning photoshoots – to the pond, to the road, or to the farm. On this day, I did not have a firm destination in mind. I thought I might go farther east than I have and check out a different concession road. But I didn't.

I had barely got around the corner when I stopped to take this ↓ photo: just a view down a road on the edge of town at blue hour. There is a little mall on the left, a fitness centre down yonder in the centre, and a new hotel on the right.

I remembered seeing a truck with lumber parked at the hotel, so I drove down the street in the ↑ photo, turned right, and drove to the front of the building. The truck had been there for a few days, and it was still there on this morning. While I often want to focus tightly and eliminate distractions, I liked showing the truck in context with the lights of a car dealership in the background.

Subsequently, I did drive east just a little way and took this ↓ photo. I knew that it would not be my fave, but I took it anyway. It's okay. but not as good as a few that I took from the same spot last year.

Unlike both Bilbo and Frodo, and although, like them, I didn't know where I was going, I did not go far, did not meet gigantic spiders, did not have to walk into Mordor, and was soon home having coffee and toast. Although it might have been fun to have been transported by eagles, like a good hobbit, I was happy to be comfy at home.

Before I go, I will leave you with a b&w version of the truck: just because I can.