Absence. (This is deep)

I woke up this morning and the air was crisp and cool. The leaves were spread out under all our tall trees like a beautiful blanket just waiting for visitors. It was beautiful but I still felt sad a little. The sun was out but she wasn’t as strong as she used to be inContinue reading “Absence. (This is deep)”

golden hour

You’re 13 or 14, the sun is setting and it’s casting its magical last bit of life onto something so cliché. They call it the “golden hour” in the photography world I think? Not to be confused with a “golden shower,” that’s totally different… You are rolling with you’re favorite crew. Or actually I thinkContinue reading “golden hour”