Family Vacation

I made a sock monkey and named him The Baby. I tossed him into my car while loading it for a road trip from Los Angeles to Boise, Idaho. The journey recalled a bit of nostalgia for the quintessential road trip taken by a generation of kids who grew up in America in the 1950s and 1960s. I realized that the vacation snapshots I took with The Baby were not portraits of him, rather they were social landscapes incorporating the natural landscape, but they are distinctly not about the natural world.

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