Tracks fascinate me. Footprints, tractor ruts, animal tracks. I’m not really sure why. Maybe because of the connectivity, proof that someone else passed through the same spot, even in the middle of a bare winter field. Or maybe the design intrigues me, the rhythmic pattern left behind.
Could be that I’m obsessed with taking pictures.
And tractors. I have a soft spot for those big green tractors.
Or maybe, just maybe, it’s as Stephen King says…Write enough stories and every shadow on the floor looks like a footprint; every line in the dirt like a secret message.
Grace Grits and Gardening
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Musical Pairing:
Big Green Tractor, Jason Aldean
I love tracks for the same reason. Someone (or something) else has been where I am. Why? What were they doing? What were they thinking?
My imagination runs wild.
we think alike:)
Connectivity, intrigue, rhythmic, obsessed…great words and attributes.
Sounds good when you put it that way:)
I agree that the tracks are a form of art.
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Ditto on tracks. You looked right at home by that ole tractor.