Whidbey in Winter
Living on a semi-rural, heavily forested island, I experience each season intimately without the filter of modern urban life. Every day is a unit of time measured in the changing character of light, reminding me it is good to be alive. These moments I memorize in photos when time is the solitary ticking of my heart, the drip-drip of rainwater from a gutter, the pause between breaths.
