sometimes you don’t have to go far to be inspired.
last thursday, we were hit by a steady fall of snow. i didn’t want to miss this opportunity to walk around the yard and see what would catch my eye. i was inspired by the slow photography movement, an article that a friend shared, and took my time. i walked through freshly fallen snow, hearing the muffled crunch under my red boots. a light wind blew a few flakes on my skin and i felt the sting of cold linger as they melted against my warm cheeks.
i was in an uninspired rut through the holidays and am very excited to share these shots with you all. enjoy!