Indiana is called the Crossroads of America. Highways and railways cut through the state and can be found everywhere. Railways have declined over the years and now that state is left with this. Tall embankments where railroads once were. Now they are paths through woods with the occasional reminder that machines once passed through. Railroad ties, bits of coal, markers, broken up bridges, even graves, all mark these forgotten railways.
Today I went to a beautiful bridge and another waterfall that is close to the Ecolab. The area is filled with various stone structures, like bridges, cisterns, pump houses and a coach house. All relics from the wealthy businessmen that used to live here. They make for some interesting shots and this is one of the best bridges on the property.
Today Brandy and KC’s movie, The Chronicles of a Dead Man, was playing in the Indy Film Fest in Danville, which is Hannah’s hometown. So we got to show Brandy around Danville and get some pretty fun shots at the Twin Bridges. I also got to see Nick, Mary, Mom, Abbie and Hannah’s family too. It was a really fun day overall with family, good short films and some good shots.
Down a road I’ve traveled but a few times, I found the remaining structure of what was once a home. Burned down to only its frame. Charred on the sides burning all but the boards & memories. What happened here? Who was affected? Was anyone lost or hurt? What now, for those that have lost? Fire is devastating, possibly runing forever anything that stands in its way.
This photo was taken inside the home, shooting through what was once a window, a barrel was the only color left behind, besides the changing leaves from the fall air.
Today was like yesterday. Still the need to think and be removed. Recently I argued with someone about religion and it wasn’t fun at all. I know everyone is upset with me because of what I believe in. I doubt that it will ever change. But they are my beliefs. I am entitled to them. They are not hasty or born out of anger. Yes I have been angry before and I have been hurt. But my beliefs come from my reasoning and my search for truth. And yes, maybe they will change. But for now this is what they are. All I ask is respect for them. Aside from this, in the argument spirituality was discussed and I most definitely believe that I can and anyone can be spiritual without god. Today I sat in a woods next to a stream and watched leaves float by and listened to the wind and the trees. And I connected to nature on a deeper or higher level than the mere physical. It was quiet and simple. It was honest and pure and beautiful. There were things to be listened to and learned. Some may say that it is god speaking. But I say it is nature itself speaking and connecting. Reaching out. And I am spiritual no less than any Christian or Muslim or Hindu or any religious person. Maybe this whole example means nothing to you who read it. But to me, it means so much.