It's been a while, and I'm due for a long post about life. I got a new job. Trae and I have an enormous, lively garden. Things are good. We're settling in. But before all that, I wanted to reminisce a little. These photographs come from our trip to Cumberland in the spring, where I derive so much inspiration that carries me through the rest of the year.
I love being outside in the golden hour. In the final minutes of the sun, when everything is cast in that watery light. Trae and I spent the long evenings walking, and we found so many different sets of tracks. Here are just a few.