I love moments on assignment where I'm flying, driving, walking - anywhere in between actual shooting - and it hits me how far I am from home. It's not a sad moment. It's always a moment of gratitude. A mental double-take. Like this Fall. "Wait a sec, I'm in Arkansas right now." "And this time last year I was in the most remote landscapes of Canada." Remarkable. The shot above was from my last night on assignment in downlown Bentonville, Arkansas.