My husband and I are road warriors. We travel a lot by car. It’s certainly not because it’s a cheap way to travel any more, but once upon a time it was. Still, old habits die hard, and we like to just hop in the car and go. See where the road leads us. Have adventures. Why not?
I’m usually riding shotgun with a camera, and taking desperate shots of the scenery zipping past. By the time I can communicate my desire to pull over, the photo opportunity is long past. I’m okay with it. I just got a better camera, and every once in a while, I get a fairly decent shot at high speed. It’s rare, but it happens.
I took this picture in the Alabama countryside on the way to a beach vacation in Florida. We travel this route all the time, and I am always taken by the weathered buildings, so often abandoned, but full of charm and history. I wish I knew the families who once lived there and used those buildings. Most are out building –barns and garages, but every so often there’s a farmhouse, and it begs to be recorded. To be remembered.
