“Adults follow paths. Children explore. Adults are content to walk the same way, hundreds of times, or thousands; perhaps it never occurs to adults to step off the paths, to creep beneath rhododendrons, to find the spaces between fences.”
― Neil Gaiman
The long exposure clouds here almost seem like a surreal blanket of strange and crazy, descending onto a peaceful beach, which made me think of the Blade Runner world. Add in the volleyball net for some mystery.
Every rustic and weathered old farmhouse or homestead has a story. The little shack outside of Grangeville is no exception. It took me two years to figure out the history of this little homestead and it is more interesting than I had hoped for....