Cribbed this from the Powerhouse Museum flickr while I was looking for pictures of home to put on my dorm walls. Wow, I totally forgot how easy it is to stir up homesickness from unexpected sources. Is it nostalgia? I don’t know. A hundred years have passed since this picture was taken, but those waves are still the waves I danced through on New Years Eve and I have walked those rocky outcrops and these memories are interfering with my otherwise excellent Canadian ‘experience’. I don’t think I’ll ever lose my ties to home.