The last pictures I took in 2017.


Driving long distance is always an opportunity to reflect and disconnect. If I am traveling alone I feel this sense of freedom.

If I am with the kids, as I was this day, they're normally passed out in their seat.

I try to enjoy the landscapes as much as possible... from behind my wheel.

Landscapes that are the same, but never look the same.

I was not thinking about 2018.

Or its promises or desires.

And all I could think about 2017 was that I survived.

And that in a blink of an eye, my year went from January 1st, 2017, to December 31st, 2017.

And yes - I thought, a lot, of how my December 31st 2016 ended and how my January 1st began.

But that day, I only wanted one thing.

To make it home. Be with my family. Eat and drink. Nothing crazy.

***************

I stopped and took these few pictures near Ellensburg, WA.

It is almost against photographer's rules to not stop when you know you have to.









Paty ♥

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