“From the land of the midnight sun
Where the ice blue roses grow
Along those roads of gold and silver snow
Howlin’ wide or moaning low
So many roads I know
So many roads to ease my soul”
FRISCO — I’m not exactly sure what made me decide to create a road set. Maybe it’s the fact that it’s almost March — spring, when the heart wants to sing on the open road. In any case, I don’t have as many road pics in my archive as you might think, since I often go out of my way to avoid including human-made objects in my frames. On the other hand, I’m wishing that I had some of my older road shots, some on Kodachrome slides, others on busted hard drives that I’ve saved, thinking I might one day try to recover at least some of the images from those damaged discs. But one thing is for sure, looking at these pics reinforced the fact that I’ve never met a road I didn’t want to go down.