Images don’t magically appear on our hard drives because we think about them. We must crawl out of our warm beds on a cold and foggy morning for the magic to happen. If we’re not out there, there are no images.
My online journal where I share my interests in photography, nature, coffee life, journaling, fountain pens, bicycling, spirituality and asking deep questions.
Images don’t magically appear on our hard drives because we think about them. We must crawl out of our warm beds on a cold and foggy morning for the magic to happen. If we’re not out there, there are no images.