I've Got A Story For You

I've been gone for 137 days = 19 weeks + 4 days. The longest I've been away from home is 11 days. I spent the summer/fall working on a dude ranch in northern Wyoming. I lived on the ranch over the horse barn and worked waitstaff/housekeeping on the ranch. It was without doubt in my mind quite the life experience. 6 days of the week you worked, then whenever you had time off you would either sleep or go crazy in Wyoming. At times it felt like time moved too slow, then fast, then slow, then you woke up and you would be going home in one week and then find yourself really missing what you haven't even left yet and even though you've been wishing, hoping, wanting to go home so badly, feeling at home where you are. 



 When I got off the plain back in the MidWest, after traveling 11 hours, it was amazing. Just the feeling of being "HOME". I saw my family after just seeing pictures that were hanging above my bed for 5 months. I cried, lost my breath and was completely dazed. I've been home for over a month now. Being home, so comforting. Early this year I had that restless feeling. Every time the wind blew I wanted to follow it, and go. I applied to a bunch of ranches almost as a fluke. Then got a call, and two weeks after that call I was in Wyoming. Happy being home, yet I've got that gypsy wanderlust blood in my vines. It's gotten a strong taste for that open road and adventure. I decided to pick the 11 photos I thought were best from the summer. And, here they are. It's good to be back.