@bryansabol

This is the last photograph I took on my first photo trip—the voyage that changed the direction of my life. I was on the last leg, having spent 2 weeks roaming Arizona and Utah’s iconic national parks and capturing photos I’d only dreamed of for decades. But the universe wasn’t done with me. Taking some byways through northeast Oregon on my way back to Washington, I drove over a hill and came across this scene of golden wheat blowing in the wind from an oncoming summer storm. Totally unexpected. Not at all on my agenda. And yet, here I was, on a dusty county road with farmland all around me, the scent of grain, a shockingly cold breeze heralding the rain… I stood there, transfixed. This, I realized, is what makes me happy: discovering the unexpected. Capturing singular landscapes that evoke deeper meanings. That trip—and this photo—convinced me to let go of some of my worries, to leave the soul-killing job behind, and to follow my bliss. Best thing I’ve ever done.

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