15th Annual Smithsonian.com Photo Contest
Dead TreeCowboy (Hard as nails, soft like dead wood)
Escaping the country as a girl, I find myself as a woman traveling back from the city to the long winding roads and beyond, searching for a part of myself that fills the gap of my lonely life in the city.
As I search I wonder about my life if I had stayed, a simple life in the hills tucked in with the sweeping blue skies surrounded by tall trees. As I dream I attempt to capture this world. I travel beyond my comfort and find a scene that tears my reality adrift and takes me on an adventure I longed for.
Cowboys, a community of men that come together to test themselves against the beasts of the earth in a rugged landscape, I felt at home here. Like so many of us, the cowboys perilously hung their dreams in a fight to conquer the beasts. After the fight all I could see was the vulnerability, and yearning nature of the human kind.
These are the Lonesome Cowboys.
© Claire Letitia Reynolds.
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||Nov. 6, 2017, 8:02 p.m.