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  • Learning to Love Overcast Days

    Learning to Love Overcast Days

    Rainy cloudy days used to frustrate me. I always had plans and anything that threatened to interrupt my plans was met with intensity.  There’s…

  • We stopped at a farm

    We stopped at a farm

    For years I treated grey skies as a cancelled plan. If the forecast promised cloud, the camera stayed in its bag and I told…

  • An Ode to Black and White Photography

    An Ode to Black and White Photography

    For years I treated grey skies as a cancelled plan. If the forecast promised cloud, the camera stayed in its bag and I told…

  • What Minimalism Actually Taught Me

    What Minimalism Actually Taught Me

    For years I treated grey skies as a cancelled plan. If the forecast promised cloud, the camera stayed in its bag and I told…

  • Building a Slower Morning Routine

    Building a Slower Morning Routine

    For years I treated grey skies as a cancelled plan. If the forecast promised cloud, the camera stayed in its bag and I told…

  • Chasing Light: A Morning with My Camera

    Chasing Light: A Morning with My Camera

    For years I treated grey skies as a cancelled plan. If the forecast promised cloud, the camera stayed in its bag and I told…

  • Shadows and Silhouettes: A Personal Project

    Shadows and Silhouettes: A Personal Project

    For years I treated grey skies as a cancelled plan. If the forecast promised cloud, the camera stayed in its bag and I told…

  • The Art of Slowing Down to See

    The Art of Slowing Down to See

    For years I treated grey skies as a cancelled plan. If the forecast promised cloud, the camera stayed in its bag and I told…

  • Lessons from Missing My Train

    Lessons from Missing My Train

    For years I treated grey skies as a cancelled plan. If the forecast promised cloud, the camera stayed in its bag and I told…

  • A Letter from a Mountain Town

    A Letter from a Mountain Town

    For years I treated grey skies as a cancelled plan. If the forecast promised cloud, the camera stayed in its bag and I told…