As a first time blogger, I’m not sure what I’m doing but I’ll give it a shot. I missed the deadline on this blog but I thought I’d follow through with this anyway. In the readings for last week JB Jackson talks a lot about the the roadside landscape as well as the small town rural landscape, both of which I could personally relate to. Born and raised in small town Idaho along US 95, I’ve spent my whole life going up and down that highway, in and out of the small towns that appear every 20-30 minutes as you drive. Every town is the same and every town is different. Each is unique in it’s own way too. As you pass the many old homesteads that make up all the farms and ranches between these small towns you see what I call the “real” Idaho and every broken down tractor, barking dog and old barn along the highway make me feel like I’m home.