Sunday, April 5, 2009

"I smelled the sweetly muddy fumes of the potato fields"



"I smelled the sweetly muddy fumes of the potato fields" - The Gangsters by Colson Whitehead

7 comments:

Sweet Repose said...

My ex-in laws raised sweet potatoes, what a lot of work hoeing each row by hand, then the wind rows and the sorting...argh, I was ecstatic when the job was finished, but then there was next year...cool shot!

Martina said...

:-) - yes, it's backbreaking - but think of mashed potatoes, potato salad, boiled potatoes, potato pancakes, fried potatoes ... :-D *btw* the shot was taken this week on one of the first sunny warm days around here for this year.
As is your blog's motto: Spring we wait for thee ...

Sylvia K said...

I agree with Martina, the thoughts of all the wonderful potato dishes that I love definitely sways my appreciation for this great shadow shot. Have a great week!

bobbie said...

I find this shadow shot rather touching. Not sure why, but I do.

Martina said...

@bobbie : Yes! - that's exactly what I was trying to evoke. :-D

@Silvia K @Sweet Repose : I forgot baked potatoes, jacket potatoes ... hmmmmmmm.

Greyscale Territory said...

There is haunting romance in these shadows! A sense of survival together! Beautiful!

That is the chicken said...

This is a great shot...I wondered who the people holding hands were and why they were in a field. I loved the earthy clour tones

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