I went back to Homer and en route back to Anchorage last week stopped at the rest area where I took a nasty fall on ice and injured myself last year.
This year, I appropriately sought out and "commemorated" the exact spot.
There was less ice there when I was done, hence the absence of an image to share.
But the liberating experience (seriously) had some therapeutic value as did the fact that several of the people who helped me when I was wheeled into the Anchorage airport and onto my flight home were working again exactly one year later and I got a chance to thank them for their kindness.
Oh, yeah, Homer was OK but the number of visitng photographers is way, way, way down.