Take Me Home


It is often my job to carry people from far off places to their homes. Nothing is so wonderful as to see one’s own home over the horizon, or just beneath it. That moment of recognition, of a single site, of some recognizable landmark, is enough to chill out skin and electrify us with excitement. The mist covered rivers of West Virginia shine in the morning light, capturing it, making it look magical, and each streaking path of vapor is a path that follows the landscape and leads us home. 

2 thoughts on “Take Me Home

    • For many years, while living away in the Navy, I would have that sensation every time I passed over Virginia on my way to heaven knows where. It seems our bodies are tuned to a place and we always know when we are home. Thanks for your note!

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