I too easily fall in love with passing scenes I happen to catch while on the road. As they move into-out-of my car window.
From right to left.
Over and over and over.
It will be a reel of content, unnoticed until all of a sudden something sticks out, flickers into focus, and then... it's gone.
But that's all it takes.
A brief moment to notice an idiosyncrasy or odd detail that will lead to a little roadside love affair.
Sometimes these brief vignettes make such an impression on me that I can't shake them for years, even though I only experienced them for a moment.
I suppose it comes from having eyes like a shutter and a mind like a lens.
A few photos of a little roadside love affair of a house from one of Meagan and I's eastern shore treks a few weeks ago.
See more from these trips here, here, here and here too.