
Light Finds the Quiet Places
Some mornings, the light doesn’t just fall — it settles. In this post, I share the soft stillness of a foggy field at sunrise, and how moments like these shape the soul of my work.
Some mornings, the light doesn’t just fall — it settles. In this post, I share the soft stillness of a foggy field at sunrise, and how moments like these shape the soul of my work.
Just beyond the edges of town, the landscape opens up in quiet ways. This journal entry captures a recent photo walk through local hills — and the unexpected moments found in familiar places.
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