Whenever we hit a few weeks (or months) of full throttle work, with long days and short nights, I begin to feel the extreme and undeniable need to take off driving until I reach vast nothingness.  I think it has something to do with growing up under the vast expanse of the Texas sky - there simply just seems to be more room above your head to think out in the middle of nowhere.

(mongolian landscape, Jeff Bauche)

(colorado 114, Matt Sawyer)

(landskape, Eugenia Gore)

(isle of skye, Monsterfred)

(manchester beach, DiveWizard)

(untitled, Markus Nurmi)

(strange light, Cliff Stone)

(mountain top lake, Corbett Jones)