This Is Why I Take Pictures.....

Georgia

The house on the right, I love it, I imagine it belongs to me. I rise early and walk a path that follows close by the salt marsh grasses. The scent of salt is in the air, birds cry out, and sometimes the wind brushes my face.  I think about whatever I want.

The South Carolina and Georgia salt marshes have enchanted me.

So soon after the Smoky Mountains, I am surprised.  Something of me knows this land.  I cannot explain.

I am of the woodlands, I smell of tree bark, fallen leaves, and salty air.  My feet fit these spaces of earth.

To remember always, and for the stories, it is why I take pictures.

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