The sky was insanely blue today. Makes me wish I was a bird so I could fly around in it.
Photographs never do the real thing justice. I love these blues and golds.
The trees in Capshaw Woods are pretty old. There are some giants in there.
"All photographs are memento mori. To take a photograph is to participate in another person’s (or thing’s) mortality, vulnerability, mutability. Precisely by slicing out this moment and freezing it, all photographs testify to time’s relentless melt."— Susan Sontag