Blog Roll, Musings of a Photographer

Thoughts on Waking

The autistic brain very rarely rests, lost in my own world imagination, the lights catch my eye and I stop and position myself until the lights all line up in an ordered way, even better when it’s complemented by the road markings disappearing into the distance following the same path as the light trail. I’m just lucky enough to be able to see and capture its beauty. The most beautiful thing in this image is the flood of the lighting disappearing into the night as it heads towards the ground.

Order and pattern is everywhere