It’s the way the fog sits in the valley every morning, it’s the way the Winter light gently kisses your face, it’s green tea and cupcakes, and sleeping-in. It’s jumping into the icy creek water and swimming beneath the falls, it’s exploring new roads and drifting to sleep beside the campfire. It’s the fresh air, the wind, the moments. It’s dusk’s daily reminder that time is fleeting. It’s the people you love, who love you back. It’s my reason to live, to photograph, to document. It’s me.