Home and Home

I am on a journey -- a journey half-way across this great country, the United States of America.  A quick four hour flight takes me from one landscape to another, from one terrain to another, from one collection of flora and fauna to another, from the crashing surf of the Pacific Ocean the rolling Flint Hills of Kansas, from where I now call home to where I grew up.   

 

 







I left my home on the Oregon coast this morning in a light drizzle with the constant sound of the surf accompanying the call of the seagulls gliding by my windows.  This afternoon I will arrive in Kansas where with the threat of a thunderstorm the rain may fall in buckets amid the sound of rolling thunder and flashes of lightning to give way to a glorious sunset over a rain drenched landscape.    Oregon and Kansas.

 

Home and home.