orangebelt drive, south valley

keyes road, near snelling

sometimes i drive to be at home. sunrises are Beauty incarnate.

pinnacles, hollister

i am at home with friends when i am camping. are you?

same rain, turlock

jacq's umbrella, hanging on our porch railing

pedras road, turlock

flooding last year at my home

donnelly park, turlock

i took this one upside down, laying on a blanket at Donnelly

people are also home

the boonies of strathmore

this, surprisingly, feels like home. a warning so old, it's almost invalidated by the form of its own existence.

this is what driving at home feels like

this is a sunrise

early am misty mountains

strathmore

i have never been to this church, but it feels like home

pville

oh porterville, my heart does long for thee. ok, maybe not. but then sometimes yes. perhaps these images will begin further awakening nostalgia.