I found this book on my Mother's bookshelf. Its so beautiful, and I know it has to be my Step-father's.
When I go home to Illinois, I have to drive between the two cities my parents live in. This is what the land looks like in between.
And here's my father's front yard and the next is his backyard.
A little peace. Now I'm back in the swing of school and I'm excited, sentimental and exhausted all at once.
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