Friday, August 05, 2016

Looking without seeing

I took a backroad again today as I headed to my friend's house to check his mail, and make sure burglars hadn't made off with his guitar. Thieves have hit the house twice, and he's a little gunshy. So each time he travels, he asks me to keep an eye on the place.

On the way over, I noticed an old house overgrown with trumpet vines that I hadn't noticed before. The rearview was clear, so I slowed to a stop and backed up to snap a picture.

Stepping out, gravel crunched under my hiking boots. Outside the reach of the truck's air conditioner, the humid air hit me like a damp blanket. 

I moved back and forth as I searched for the best angle. I glanced down to make sure a copperhead wasn't camouflaged by the knee-high ryegrass.

I had snapped several pictures before I heard a screen door slap against the jamb behind me. An older gentleman that lives across the road was curious about what I was doing.

I waved and held up my phone in explanation and pointed to the old house. He nodded and went back inside.

Satisfied that I'd gotten the picture, I stepped back into the truck and soon the AC was cooling the beads of sweat trickling down my face.

I consider myself an observant person. Writers have to be, but it's interesting what we look at daily and never see.



11 comments:

  1. For a minute I thought you were going to get some lead pellets in your backside.

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  2. That's my kind of house - full of character and a bit of history behind it, not to mention all the glorious greenery growing all over it.

    Did I ever mention I am keen on alliteration? :-)

    Alphie

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  3. I think we are all guilty of looking without seeing and listening without hearing from time to time. I am grateful you caught this house though. Oh the stories trapped under the vines between those walls...

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  4. It's easy to understand why your attention would be captured by this old house. Love the growth on the roof. The stories this structure could tell it it could talk.

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  5. When I first read about keeping an eye on your friend's home because it got broken into twice, I was hoping his home was not the one in The picture. 🌞 I love your words on the page.

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  6. I always enjoy your writing, and today I realized it reminds me of a program I watch on RFD-TV, Postcards From Nebraska, written and narrated by Roger Welsch. It's also a book. Please don't stop. We need more of this.

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  7. YEs, sometimes we do over look the obvious. I am glad you stopped to shoot this. I like it. I don't always take pictures, but I like to stop and think when I happen to see something like that. Down Eastern NC I get to see some beauties. Thanks...

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  8. Those trumpet vines do tend to take over the world. I've never seen one cover a roof before though. Great picture! You've got a good eye for capturing things others would just drive right by without a second thought.

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  9. Funny how your phone in the air confirmed your blogger profile. Great photo again!
    Lisa

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  10. Beautiful photo and very descriptive! I felt like I was there.

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  11. Love Mother Nature's roofing job!!

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