I always like the pictures I take in the Central Valley. It’s a place that always feels like home even though it feel less and less familiar as the years go by. Things change so quickly, you never know when your day to day will become a memory or something out of the norm. I never really know when I’ll come back here even though it’s where I used to wake up every morning.
This set of images feels special to me in a different way. I took these during a visit last year when I told my family about my pregnancy. These remind me of being in between things. Kind of like the weeks before making a big move where you know that your life is about to be really different, and trying to plan for it, but there’s no way you can fully grasp exactly just how things will change until it happens. Now that I’m on the other side of what I was waiting for, I like having these as a reminder of the anticipation.
