when i am sane in the rain. my brain is plain.
in these pictures are shots of the run down greenhouse that once was vibrant. in the years since the cult ended, the green houses have deteriorated. i used to spend so much time in there planting, watering, fertilizing, cleaning up….etc. you see, the lord’s farm consisted of over 500 acres. on these acres there were five homes, each with some land around it. sometimes i think that the beauty of the land helped me get through some of the horror. i would try every day to go for a walk by myself towards the end to try and clear my head. most of the time i would end up sobbing and crying out to God.
I love to grab my camera and jump in the car to head out to shoot photos. Sometimes I plan what to shoot, sometimes plans go awry and I find little pockets of beauty. I love that I find beauty in simple things. Maybe what I have come though has given me that ability. Wherever the reason, I am so glad for it.