Hello and welome to My View for Wednesday, January 26, 2011.
Welcome to the My View. I hope all of you had a great start to the new year and are managing to stay warm during this very cold winter.
As I’ve been huddling in my fleece, trying to stay warm and, finally, putting away the last of the Christmas decorations, I keep thinking about one of my favorite parts of Christmas. You see, even though I’ve lived in a big city for most of my life, now that “most of my life” is in my grownup years, I’m very much a small town girl at heart. I love being in small towns, listening to the stories of people who’ve lived there all of their lives. I love driving down to north Florida each Christmas, driving down the backroads, not I-75, so that I can see the Christmas lights in the small towns that I pass through.
There is something so special about Christmas in small towns. I don’t know if this feeling comes from spending so much time at my grandparents farm when I was younger, or just that I feel people are friendlier in small towns. Folks in small towns depend on each other and seem to not be too busy to care for each other. There is just a feeling there that doesn’t seem to exist, or not as much, in a large, very busy city. Small town folks wave at each other when they pass each other on the highway — have you noticed that?
In a small town in north Florida, a few years ago, the people of the church that my brother attends, built a new church. The people built it — they built from a log cabin kit. Now, this is a very friendly small town church and everyone treats you like family after just a couple of visits. I remember the first Christmas Eve service that I attended in that church. I was moved to tears when we all lit our candles at the end of the service and sang “Silent Night”. The warmth of the candles reflecting off the warm wood of the logs and in the windows of this small church was other worldly, reflecting the warmth of the small town people who built the church with their hands.
This year, I managed to grab a couple of shots of the church before we went in for Christmas Eve service. And, this year, as everyone gathered in a huge circle out on the lawn for the lighting of the candles, “Silent Night” drifted over the sandy roads, oak trees laden with moss, deep springs and bogs, down the rivers and out to the bay from the voices of people who have lived all their lives in this community and embrace those places, and the people who live or visit there, with open arms.
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Christmas Eve in the Country, north Florida
Christmas Eve, 2010
Canon 5D Mark II, Canon 16-35 f/2.8 lens at 70mm, ISO 800, f/8.0, 1.5 seconds, Bogen Neotec tripod
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