The Super Bowl is this Sunday. It’s the Patriots vs. Falcons, and I must be honest that I don’t care for either team. I’m a Saints fan. I went to school in New Orleans (Tulane), the city that can claim only one Super Bowl Championship ring, and I’m only mildly curious to see if the Falcons can beat the Patriots when the pressure is on them.
The picture above was taken at Gettysburg a few years back. It was shot during the summer time in 2014, when the grass was strikingly green and weather was a mixture of rain and sunshine. I kept thinking how odd it was to stand on a battlefield that was far cry from how it looked 150 years earlier. The cannons, guns, smoke, bodies–time had replaced all of it with nature’s calming elegance. It was hard to believe a Civil War had been fought on the very soil on which I was capturing with my camera. It was difficult to picture the lives that had been lost on the battlefield, the struggle between two sides bent on victory.
I consider myself very lucky that today’s battle only concerns two football teams fighting it out in the deep south.