I found this little spot not far from home hidden in a little residential community. This was one of those days when I could tell we'd have nice clouds and so decided to head out. I was headed somewhere else but a little voice inside said come here and I'm glad I listened.
Half the times when I head out to take photos I have no idea where I'm going. That can be a little disconcerting for a guy like me. Driving away from home without a clue is not a normal thing for me. It end up as little battle between the rational and artistic sides. I should be a little more patient. Mr. Rational is a good guy, he does the daily things that keep life running. But Mr. Artist could care less and is more interested finding new way of looking at the world.
So as I leave the house Mr. Rational gets a little out-of-sorts. Its at that point when I give Mr. Artists the steering wheel, it's like shape shifting, not easy to do. Eventually the chatter stops and I continue on my way, turning and stopping where I may. Such was the case with this photo. Even though its close to home I've never been here and somehow I knew I needed to. So here is a photo, straight from the right side of my right brain, aka Mr Artist.