I celebrated my one-year anniversary of returning to Las Vegas on October 30.

Actually, the day came and went, and I didn’t even remember it’s been one year until today, but I digress.

The day I caught the flight to Las Vegas from Maryland, I went through a photographing frenzy. As I drove to drop off my car (it was being shipped across the country via truck), I snapped photos like it was my job. The way the rising sun hit the golds and reds of the trees. The wispy white clouds against the bright blue.

The birds on the wire, staying warm on the chilly late autumn morning.

Sure, it’s not one of the photos that will ever win an award for composition, but on this year-plus of being in Vegas, seeing this photo makes my heart warm. While I live here, this is not my home. Actually, I don’t know where home is. But, I do know where my family is. And this photo reminds me of Maryland, and my family. Right now, that’s all I need.