on conneaut creek

whenever i think of conneaut, my hometown, the images stored in my head are always a bit underexposed and grayed down, unless i fast forward to july and august at the beach...those are the high contrast days, the brilliant blue sky images.  
even in the fall, when the leaves have turned, it is the rare day that i don't have to bump up the color.(literally and figuratively)
i realized this when looking at these images.....still dear to me in the location, yet lacking the vibrancy that the right light gives.
that is exactly how it is when i go home to visit, dear to me, yet lacking......where is the switch to turn on the light?

the road home