Flying Over the Canadian PrairiesThis is one of my favourite shots of the prairies, the place I was born and raised. I took this photo many years ago, after I had been overseas for quite a while and hadn’t seen Canada in many moons. On Monday morning I will be flying back there, flying back to spend the holidays and a few weeks preparing for my journey through Asia; the prairies will look quite different then, all covered with snow. Winnipeg will always be my hometown, but as fond as I feel for it, it hasn’t been my home for a long, long time. At the moment I don’t think there’s any place I can truly call home.
