Breathing

I grew up spending every single day outside in the fresh air for 8 years. Now I'm a photographer striving to capture the beauty I see in the world around me, but spend most of my time editing images on a computer screen. I love documenting people, the love in their lives, the excitement of diving into a new journey, using how I see the world to give them images that they will relive those moments by, but it's easy to forget to also document my life. Sometimes it's good to just get out, breathe the fresh air, and choose the things I want to capture, exactly how I want to capture them.

Evan came home last night, grabbed Tucker and I, and drove us up to a local spot called Inspiration Point. Usually you can see for miles, both the desert and out to the suburbs of LA, but yesterday evening we were surrounded by clouds rolling around us as we walked through the trails. It was beautiful, and made me feel like I could just breathe again. Relax. See clearly. Remember why I do what I do. Fall in love with it all over again. And spend time with my boys. That's something I never want to take for granted, and a pretty good thing.