The tracks lead into the distance, fueling the imagination and ideas of adventure.
I have to admit that this photo has a special meaning to me. The tracks above are from a small town located in the far NW corner of MN. It is where I grew up all those years ago.
To me they represent a time in my life when a choice had to be made, my crossroads as it were. My decision was to stay here and start my life or to move on to greater opportunities. Ultimately I decided to pull up stakes and head off in pursuit of an education. By the time I finished school I found my life was now firmly entrenched in the city. I have been living there since then and wonder how different things would be had I not loaded up the car and left everything that I knew behind.
The tracks above wind lazily through Greenbush, MN. It is nothing more than a blip on the map and seemingly gets smaller with each passing day. In the distance is one of the grain elevators in town and represents the agricultural basis of the economy.
Most people don’t even notice the tracks anymore, with the intermittent exception of a passing car jostled about as it continues on to its destination. The tracks represent many things but mostly commerce in this area.
To this day I return to my home as often as I can. I still have lots of family and friends in the area and many memories that I cherish. Here I find inspiration in my photography and my life and there is a part of me that has always remained behind.
The tracks move goods both in and out of town and are synonymous with my journey. While I left and have made my life elsewhere, I still return and find myself here as well. I can never stay as long as I like and always find myself needing to continue along the tracks once again.