Some days no matter where I am or what I’m doing I get transported back to my former life in Alaska. Today was one of those days. The weather here felt like Alaska summer: going from cloudy and cool one moment with sudden breaks for sun and warmth. If I closed my eyes I could almost smell the ocean on the breeze. This picture very well could have been taken at 2am in Fairbanks or midnight in Juneau, except it was taken at 8:30pm from my backyard smack dab in the middle of the city, smack dab in the middle of the country.
I doubt I’ll ever be back up there permanently but there is a large portion of my being that is still connected to the land, to the lifestyle, and to the people I knew up there. Life during those years wasn’t perfect (when is it ever?), and I know I’ve romanticized some of it with the passage of time… but oh, how I miss those days.