Where are the pictures?

One thing that I will always thank Wyoming for is all the beautiful photo opportunities that it provided me with. It was hard to not be inspired by the breath taking beauty that surrounded me everywhere I went. All of the animals and the mountains and the sunrises and sunsets, the snow, the wildflowers.... heck, even the weeds were photo worthy. It was just amazing. And thankfully, I now have a digital camera so I didn't have to max out a credit card buying film to document all of the beauty.
Now, we are back in Tennessee, which to my heart, is the most beautiful place in the world, but for some reason my camera has yet to leave its case.
Sure, I've thought about it. I go in our closet and I look at my camera bag and I try to think of something that I've seen that I would like to photograph and so far, I can't come up with anything.
Could it be that everything here is so familiar? It's all "been done?"
Maybe one reason I took so many pictures in Jackson was because I knew it was fleeting and that I needed to document everything so that I'd never forget it. Or maybe it was just different.
I don't know. But I know that tomorrow I am going on a photo hunt. And if I have to take pictures of my dogs then that's what I'll do. Then, I'll sit back and smile when Michael pokes fun and says, "Don't we have enough pictures of the dogs?!?"