Smoke Bombs in the Field

Mom kept telling us that we needed to go out to the field while it was all cut down. “The colors!” she said, “the colors!” The thing is, though, to me it just looks like our back yard. And it’s flat and boring and never quite as beautiful as I want it to be. How wrong I was! If i have one take away from this whole weekend it’s to just listen to Mom more. I’ve learned so much through all this photography and a huge part is how differently our brains work and how smart it is to listen to someone else with a different eye and just see if you can break out of your own ruts a little bit.