Every summer when I was growing up, my family visited my grandmother in South Alabama (also known as L.A. for Lower Alabama). In my mind, my grandmother’s house was in the middle of nowhere and the land was flat as a pancake. My return trip there during week 38 was a lesson in how different the perceptions I had as a child to the reality of L.A. My grandmother’s house was only a couple of miles from the little town of Hartford and the land is actually gently rolling hills.
I was astounded at the color of the blue sky in this show.
More week 38 at my Flickr page.