I love this little country church sitting all alone in a field out in the country. This is one of my favorite photos just because of its feeling of serenity.
The great thing about shooting in the country is that you're surrounded by nothing but quiet. Open fields full of nothing but quiet. Long stretches of dirt roads, fences, old barns tumbling to the ground and broken down tractors rusting in the sun. During the summer months the high grass dances in the wind and the heat makes you wonder how anyone could survive without air condition. As a kid, we grew up with one window unit and no central air. On summer nights in St. Louis the night heat and humidity bathed your skin in sweat and bed sheets clung to you like Saran Wrap. We'd take showers in the middle of the night to cool off and sit out on the front porch where at least it felt like you could breath. You'd look over at your neighbors and they were on their front porch, too.
My dad grew up in a tenement in the city and on unbearable summer nights he'd drag his pillow across the street to the neighborhood city park and sleep under a tree to stay cool. He wasn't the only one, the park was littered with his neighbors doing the same thing.
I suppose the people in the country generations ago growing up near this little church in this quite, lonely little pasture might have done the same thing on
If you have a favorite memory about being in the countryside, feel free to share it.