This is the kick-off blog for Photography 101. The subject is “home.” The following images embody my versions of home.
The beach at La Jolla Shores is where I spend most summer weekends while growing up in the San Diego area. Nothing (except the next image) says home more to me than this world-renowned leisure destination.
Tuolumne Meadows, in the high country of Yosemite National Park, is where I spent two weeks every summer camping with my family. My parents starting taking us camping from 1968 until 1979. As an adult, our entire family meets for a week-long camping trip every couple of years. The significance of Tuolumne Meadows is that my adult children and their cousins have chosen this place as their vacation destination after graduating high school and college. They could have chosen just about anywhere, and my brother and I are still touched that they chose our favorite alpine location.
As an adult, my husband and I have a second home on Sherman Island in the Sacramento River Delta, near Rio Vista. We camp in a humble trailer surrounded by other windsurfers during the 6-month season. You can find us windsurfing (and stand-up paddleboarding) almost every weekend from April through September.
As you can see, I am at HOME in and near the water (or in the mountains). Home is what you make it and I believe home is where we spend the best times of our lives.