After many, many years spending winters on the coast of warm, sunny Florida, this year I ventured north and experienced the seasons in the Blue Ridge Mountains of North Carolina. Of course it was a complete transformation of environment and weather—no seashore, beaches or palm trees, but a welcome change.
I found the serenity and solace of the mountains, lakes and woods and was captivated by the varying landscapes, some barren, others rich with subtle details. As I looked through the viewfinder of my camera I recorded intriguing images of light, color and texture, new to my vision of photography.
I won’t stop exploring the ephemeral relationship of sky, sand and sea, but have a renewed appreciation for other aspects of the natural world that can be envisioned and interpreted through my photographs.
Winter in the Blue Ridge Mountains
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