I’m back on the road and driving up the Beartooth Highway in Montana (one of my all-time favorite roads) heading to Yellowstone National Park, a good spot to restore your soul. I left Billings early in the morning and spotted this lovely sunflower field and had to stop for a few shots. Two hours later I was feeling much better and the world looked brighter. I dedicate these photos to my dear friend Marian McPartland who is not doing too well and loves sunflowers. I think I felt her enjoying these sunflowers in the early morning light along with me. We talked often about Mary Oliver’s poem “Why I Wake Early.” This sunflower field reminds me why I rise early and why I will continue to photograph the beauty in this sometimes brutal world.
Why I Wake Early
Hello, sun in my face.
Hello, you who made the morning
and spread it over the fields
and into the faces of the tulips
and the nodding morning glories,
and into the windows of, even, the
miserable and the crotchety –
best preacher that ever was,
dear star, that just happens
to be where you are in the universe
to keep us from ever-darkness,
to ease us with warm touching,
to hold us in the great hands of light –
good morning, good morning, good morning.
Watch, now, how I start the day
in happiness, in kindness.
– Mary Oliver
In loving memory of my late father, Rev. Robert Robinson. Dad, you would have loved this road!