How happy he, who free from care
The rage of courts, and noise of towns;
Contented breathes his native air,
In his own grounds.
-Alexander Pope, from ‘Ode on Solitude’
Yesterday provided a much needed blast of blue sky. I wanted to take some photos of old barns for a commissioned painting, so it was the perfect day for a rural afternoon drive. Most of my weekends while living in Montana included a backroads drive through the mountains; something I’ve missed in the years I’ve been back in the Midwest. I had forgotten just how much calm a drive through the country with my camera provides. Since I was on a (slightly unsuccessful) mission for barns, I didn’t take many photos, but the two above captured the spirit of the outing.
Where do you find peace and solitude?