Photoessay #2573 - Moving through Landscape

So I am doing the project for my landscape archaeology class.  I don't have a choice; of course I do as an access student.  I could have said that I wouldn't do it.  The professor paired us up.  The two of us met up with the professor on a scheduled meeting today.  We're assigned 'movement.'  Regret to say that we don't really know what we are doing yet.

But I'm still stuck with the San Gabriel Valley and how my parents moved through it and I with it as a very young child.

Everything was in motion.  The valley was changing at a rip roaring rate, my parents were moving in and out as part of the post-war engineer dance.  They came to the San Gabriel Valley, had two children and were gone.  Barely there 5 years and a large part of that time, they lived somewhere else. 

Did they leave a trace?  Did they ever look back?

An idealized view from its citrus days.  It was never that green nor inviting.  Actually it was maybe green for a few weeks in the spring before the vegetation dried up.