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World's End~



Sometimes when the world is full of madness and mayhem and I'm tired of it all, I grab my camera and head out to focus on something that's not on TV or the radio, not in the newspaper or the Internet.

Today I drove forty minutes a place called World's End. I don't know who named it, or why, but I'm guessing because it feels like the edge of the world where land meets sea.

The world at large indeed faded away as the beauty of this spot--rolling hills jutting into the ocean, whisk broom trees scratching a cloudless sky--seeped into my soul.

I was by myself, but not alone. Others were also trekking the snow covered lanes. There is nothing like the rhythmic crunching of footsteps in the snow, huffing and puffing a little, sweating a lot, birdsong, and warm sun, to melt the frustrations of the real world.

Or maybe this is the real world. I wish . . .
~~~~~
It is said that the world is in a state of bankruptcy, that the world owes the world more than the world can pay.~Ralph Waldo Emerson

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Ross Eldridge said…
Hi there, Ruth,

Rarely does one of your photographs fail to leave me a tad breathless. This one, the lines of trees, the road to the end of the world, perhaps,is stunning.

We have a roadway that goes off like this one about ten miles from Amble (and inland) and it entertains all year round. Every season and every week and day brings some slight but remarkable change.

Fascinating that something as compromising as parallel lines can throw up such a variety of sights (and sounds ... and silences).

We have a snow day (or several) going here. Much of Great Britain is in snow chaos (we are never ready for it). Cailean was a bit annoyed at having to pad out into it, he does not like to toilet when his bits are in the snow, so we have to seek shelter.

This isn't the world's end, but we can see it from here ...

Keep warm!

Ross
February 2, 2009 at 6:53 AM
Unknown said…
What a stunning photo, Ruth! The light is just incredible. I told Phil yesterday morning how much I miss getting together with you, and I felt like I could cry! We have to plan an outing soon. :-)
February 2, 2009 at 3:46 PM
Anonymous said…
May I add my 'stunning' to the above comments regarding your photo Ruth? Anyone who does not like the colour brown would have to seriosly reconsider after seeing this. Such a good quote by Emerson too. I must find out more about his life. I often use his quotes.Thanks for stopping by.
February 2, 2009 at 4:16 PM
Pauline said…
Going out of doors into the sun and wind and open spaces helps to put things into perspective. Being outside never fails to put me in a better humor. Lovely photo - I could walk right into it and up that path...
February 2, 2009 at 7:13 PM
Tere said…
I love the photograph - the way the shadows look softly blue against the white snow. Just beautiful.
February 2, 2009 at 7:50 PM
Bob Sanchez said…
Yes, if you want sanity in the world, you have to supply it yourself--or find it at World's End.

Wonderful photo.

Bob
February 2, 2009 at 10:48 PM
Michelle said…
I always wondered what the world would look if things completely fell apart. If I was in nature, I don't think I would know that world fell apart.
February 2, 2009 at 11:51 PM
Janice Thomson said…
Beautiful photo - the shadows and lighting superbly caught Ruth.

Here one unfolds his troubles along the seashore in any season.
No matter where one is in nature her silences are soothing balm to the weary soul.
February 5, 2009 at 10:04 PM
Wanda said…
Perhaps stunning is a word we can all use....

Those shades of blues...just beautiful.

Maybe that is the real world!

LOL:Wanda
February 14, 2009 at 11:27 PM
Wanda said…
Ruth, thanks for the visit! I've slowed down since having to deal with a health issue, and several more doctors appt. But now, I think I can get back to commenting and reading all my favorite posts, of which you are ONE

Thinking of you today....
Love and Hugs
Wanda
February 17, 2009 at 7:43 PM
Anonymous said…
Ruth--

When I was a girl we used to go to World's End from my father's house in Cohasset. I had forgotten all about it till I saw this post. Wow. Thanks for taking me way way back.

And a beautiful photo, too.

Cheers--
Sarah
March 10, 2009 at 6:34 AM
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