Nostalgia

Whenever I make this 45 minute drive over the mountain, it makes me feel at home. Each little landmark brings me closer to or further away from my roots. Winter, spring, summer or fall, it is beautiful in it's own way. I've been saying for years that I'm going to take my time and photograph it in a way that does it justice, but when we're heading home we're always in a rush to see our loved ones, and when we're leaving we're in a rush to go so we aren't prolonging the sadness.

Some day I will take those photos, but for now, I just take them out the window will my hubby is driving.