I finally stopped to take a picture of a roadside memorial. I've always been curious about the story behind them, and on this given day I stopped in the road and took the shot from my car. This spot on River Road was obviously dangerous as it included a number of blind curves. How crazy to be putting myself in such a location to capture an image of the marker. Not sure exactly what prompted me, but I think that the tones of the wooden cross backed by the tree and its twisted companions demanded it. I've passed by it dozens of times, always wondering, but today it certainly had a presence.
I've played around with the idea of stopping to photograph any cross that I pass in my travels. Others have done it first, and I'm glad they have. It ended up being an emotional project for them, especially for photographer Bill Sampson who researched the story behind each. I find the history very interesting.
Read about roadside memorials, or descansos.
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