Memories of Childhood

I'm sure most of us have memories of the place we grew up. I am fortunate enough to have been born and raised in the community that I still live. I can remember when the population on the city limit sign said 19,000 people. It now is somewhere over 100,000!!! When I was young, I spent a lot of time in the country around Vacaville. My Great Aunt was a school teacher, and a naturalist. She would take me on hikes in the foothills to identify wildflowers. My friends and I would go crawdad fishing in the creeks, or catching snakes. This image is what I think of when I think about where I live. Even though it has grown, I can be in this setting in less than 10 minutes from my house. We sit on the back porch in the summer evenings, and listen to the cows on the hills just a mile or less away. I fear that our younger generations won't have this kind of connection to an image like this. It's a changing world, and this just isn't as important to kids as it was, and is to us. I hope I haven't over bored you with the rambling on. But just wanted to express why this image means a lot to me. I know it isn't going to blow people away with it's visual impact. I hope you enjoy it, and thank you for your thoughts. Please have a look at the larger version too. I hope everyone has a great New Year!

5 image stitch,
D200,
18-70mm,
1/8sec, F/13

Thanks,
Chris