When you come upon a place when you are out wondering, sometimes something happens, and in that moment there is a connection.
Before me I see a scene and a story or many stories unfolding. I stand there with my camera on its tripod and stare with just the sound of the wind blowing in my face and my mind starts to wonder. I think to myself , what happened here? Where did the people come from and where did they go? What did they do, what were their dreams? Who knows, only my imagination talks to me at this moment. There was a lot of history from the past here, Good, Bad, and Ugly, Joys and Sorrows, Triumphs and Defeats. What tales could be told of the past, only I could imagine.
I hope there is a connection here and your mind sees and wonders and feels as I did when I saw this scene.