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Morning photo: All roads lead home

“From the land of the midnight sun
Where the ice blue roses grow
Along those roads of gold and silver snow
Howlin’ wide or moaning low
So many roads I know
So many roads to ease my soul”

This is a symbolic road home for me, point straight at the church that is the landmark of my mom's hometown.

This is a symbolic road home for me, pointed straight at a church that is the landmark of my mom’s hometown. This is a filtered Instagram shot taken by iPhone.

FRISCO — I’m not exactly sure what made me decide to create a road set. Maybe it’s the fact that it’s almost March — spring, when the heart wants to sing on the open road. In any case, I don’t have as many road pics in my archive as you might think, since I often go out of my way to avoid including human-made objects in my frames. On the other hand, I’m wishing that I had some of my older road shots, some on Kodachrome slides, others on busted hard drives that I’ve saved, thinking I might one day try to recover at least some of the images from those damaged discs. But one thing is for sure, looking at these pics reinforced the fact that I’ve never met a road I didn’t want to go down.

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This is actually a driveway, not technically a road, but it’s right off one of the coolest roads in the world, the Highway 1 in California. And since I lived at the Pt. Montara lighthouse for a few years in the early 1980s, making this sweeping turn always meant I was just about home.

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This is the road at the end of the road, and since it’s only about 1 mile from home, it’s one of my most frequented roads. Another iPhone shot brightened with a photography app.

Heading back down the road to home after a hike on Ptarmigan Mountain.

Heading back down the road to home after a hike on Ptarmigan Mountain. And yes, there’s some Instagram filter goodness on this image.

Sunny road!

Sunny road! This is a straight out of the phone shot, with no editing or post-processing at all.

Any road that winds through spruce and fir forests above 10,000 feet makes me feel at home.

Any road that winds through spruce and fir forests above 10,000 feet makes me feel at home.

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