My First Post

After leaving the Kittitas valley 14 years ago, we moved back a year ago. It has been a lot of fun being back. All of these memories from growing up here have been slowly working their way back into my mind. The first to trigger was the crisp smell of the plants in the early autumn. I was on a bike ride and suddenly the familiar smell transported me back to the thrill of game day playing high school football and then to pheasant hunting on the railroad tracks with my dad. I stopped to take a deep breath. The valley was welcoming me home.