So often, I find myself daydreaming of exotic locations. Wanting a change of pace and a change of scenery.

I dream about St. Lucia, where we honeymooned. The Baths at Virgin Gorda, where I would love to take a family holiday someday when we have several mini-mes running around us. Hunan, China, the Cinque Terre in Italy, Moorea — or basically anywhere in these (crazy-over-the-top HDR) photographs. France, which keeps calling me back for another visit, is at the top of that list.

And then, as I was on my way to getting a change of scenery earlier this year, I happened to look out the window of the plane as we were climbing shortly after takeoff. I looked down on my home from above. That in itself was a stunning change of scenery that made me realize, with a new perspective, just how much I love my home.(See where the land juts out into the sea? That’s the mouth of Ponce Inlet. The Dunlawton Bridge crosses the river just below the finger of land that hooks into the Halifax from the top of the picture.)

~ Laura