Exploring the Intersection of Photography, Nature, and Travel
Words and Photography by Gary Donaldson
We pulled into the parking lot of a restaurant. An old brick building that used to be a train station, but now serves the best pizza in town.
On the way to the door, I noticed them. Already in line. Not a word between them. No shifting of feet. No second thoughts. Just waiting.
They say you can judge
a restaurant by the line
waiting out front—
if there’s any truth to it
I can’t wait to try the pizza
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Exploring the Intersection of Photography, Nature, and Travel.
“The Journey itself is my home.”
— Matsuo Bashō
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