I guess most people, well in the US at least, are familiar with Antietam / Sharpsburg, Maryland, the scene of the bloodiest single-day battle in American history. Fought on September 17, 1862, there was a combined tally of 22,717 dead, wounded, or missing.
That’s pretty significant.
In one day. 22,717.
Every time I visit there I almost hesitate to get out of the car. I’m not being superstitious or overly reverent. Just … well … aware.
The image I’m including today is loosely based on a photo I took on my most recent visit, October 16, 2016. One day shy of one month to the date of the battle itself. It was a glorious autumn afternoon, warm sun pouring down, light breezes. But I couldn’t help wondering … was the glorious day, the light, the sun … a benediction over what had transpired 154 years previous … or was it a cover-up? A sort of cosmic “hush” … a “shhhh” from the Universe?
“Those who do not learn from history are doomed to repeat it” … loosely quoted from George Santayana … and my own father, Kenneth Nichols.
I added a different version of this particular image to my portfolio previously, with a more unusual sky … possibly the slightest bit more unsettling in nature … “Days Of Discontent.” That was during the most recent Trump/Clinton presidential campaigns … an unsettling time, for sure.
As always, thoughts and comments welcome in the spot below … don’t be shy. And as always, clicking the image takes you to a better resolution version with less intrusive watermark … neither of which will ever appear on purchased items.