When I lived in Vermont I felt like a tourist every time I stopped the car to take a picture. And since I passed the same scenes all the time I thought, "Oh I can always take it that shot tomorrow." Consequently the list of my "untaken" Vermont photographs is long. Ridiculous, right? So when I visited back in August I made a point of stopping even if I had to turn my car around. The images feel old to me because I wanted to photograph them as far back as 1990. Why do I love Vermont so much? Because all those scenes still exist. Dirt roads I know like the back of my hand, old farm buildings, even favorite trees. It was a great road trip. More to come.