Back in time again yet another three weeks, 24 June.

I cut myself enough slack to go to the hometown of my imagination for a single night. This was more well-documented. “One last slow drive through town, and out the back way.” This is a picture of that.

The sign is for the pet shelter. But the real reason I took it was because this is the view at the very edge of downtown, the very furthest I’d really want to be from the civilization that lines the big ditch park, a place where a truly workable home place still goes for 150K exactly.

I still don’t whether this will or can ever happen. But I have a dream. This view is my dream.