It is not that I hear an audible cry from the rock, but rather that I am drawn to rock I am standing on and rock walls almost as if something magnetic has made me look. I can be out on a hike, or driving down the road and may well have some of the most spectacular scenery across the horizon in front of me, but I will take photographs of the rock my feet are standing on. Go figure. I have traveled to many places and come back more excited about my images of things that were within arms reach, than the grand rock arches and roaring waterfalls that were in front of me. Sometimes to a fault; I have been known to miss the grand for the mundane. Most times I come home with the grand and the small captured by my camera and my memories, but for now here is one of my “Rock” photographs. You can see the complete gallery (so far) of my rock photographs here.
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