Remembering Iowa

I love the feeling I get when I'm at an intersection, waiting for the light to change, and I look over and see a scene like this.

I feel like I'm home again - in the midwest.
It makes me remember the days driving around the small towns in Nebraska during my employment at the Brownville Village Theatre, heading back to school in Pella after a break at home or many many years ago, playing at an old friend's farm house in IOwa. The midwest not only stays in my heart, little reminders of it are constantly infront of me.

I'll be back ;)