Commonplace Compulsion.

Do you ever worry about your passion for something? Like, maybe it's a type of psychosis. An unhealthy attraction. A really good acid trip with no acid. That would make it a delusion, right? One would think after 15 years in the profession of landscape architecture, that I'd be, at best, jaded. But it seems to get better and better.

Prairie. Augers. Soybeans. Oak Trees. And a bit of suburbia as borrowed landscape.

It's nice to be back in the landscape that spawned it all. Welcome home.