That building on the left is the Riverhouse Reef and Grill. I live near a crossroads of sorts, it's a main thoroughfare between the two towns of Palmetto and Bradenton. As it happens the thoroughfare is really a couple of bridges over a river, and on each side of the river are marinas, parks and restaurants. All in all it's a pretty nice place to explore and you don't have to go too far to find a good waterfront restaurant.
Sometimes we'll come to this place in Palmetto, other times we'll go directly across the river to Pier 22 in Bradenton. We sit outside, why sit indoors when the weather is so good? Its rare that we go to an indoor restaurant with so many options. I'm not fanatical about eating outside but it's rare we go out and eat indoors.
I took this shot at dusk from a concrete pier that used to be the main bridge between the two towns. Someone recently told me that the main bridge was destroyed in a hurricane back in the sixties and so now it's just a fishing pier. It's a nice place to walk at dusk and sunset, especially after eating too much at the Riverhouse Reef and Grill.
This is the public boat dock in Bradenton. Anyone with a boat can dock here and walk over to the restaurants nearby. I like coming here in the evening and rarely do I see anyone docked at night. Nevertheless I'll sit on the steps and chill for a bit.
I took this at dusk when the waters of the river are still. During the day the wind and boats make the water choppy and so it never really looks this nice. I normally have my dog with me and we'll both just sit here on the steps. Of course he likes coming because he gets to meet so many other dogs.
This is just one of those amazing scenes I see so much of in the summer. The clouds are normally dramatic and it contrasts well with the stillness of the water. If I didn't have to wakeup so early I think I'd be out taking photos late into the night. Shooting scenes like this at night is a tonne of fun.
I've had jobs where every week I'd be on an airplane. It still happens sometimes but not as much. So when I'm not traveling I like to take the time to do what "normal" people do. Meaning, going for a drive, letting time pass, waking up in my own bed. When I took this shot the jet in the sky brought those memories to my mind. I was the guy up there looking down at the people enjoying the rest of their Sunday.
Being up in that plane is neither good nor bad, it just is what it is. But there is another perspective rooted on the ground. It's the perspective of, well, being rooted. I have moved around so often it feels I have no roots. I feel like an outsider even where I live. But I have a place I call home, and for that I am grateful.
Home does not have to be the place we were born or even grew up. It's a place to return to, or maybe just a place to rest our head. With all that is happening in the world I am grateful for that simple pleasure. But nothing on this earth is forever, not even roots. Eventually a time will come when we depart one home en route to another. And when that time comes we will carry our home in our hearts.