With so many ups and downs, as with everyone, 2020 is a really difficult year to reconcile with. Photography continued to provide an outlet and a challenge, with so many incredible moments, it’s nearly impossible to distill them in to a single much less a few favorite images. As always to quest to be more aware of opportunities and to be more in tune to my surroundings helped me to make the most of the images that were presented.

As always, thank you for your kind words and for following along on the journey. Also, I have only a few 2021 📆 left to sell - see link in my bio if you would like one of them! I’ll get them mailed in time for the 1st of January, otherwise they are going out as gifts to friends and family!

As always, thank you for your kind words and for following along on the journey. Also, I have only a few 2021 📆 left to sell - see link in my bio if you would like one of them!

Nature has mostly erased the scars of the crash sight itself, just like the river is renewed each spring. So what analogy do we draw from this small piece of history, other than time allows us to heal and look whole?

These mountains are in the southern park of Colorado, and they act as a bulwark to the Great Plains - physically and culturally. The Southern Ute made camps and track through here, the Spanish searched for El Dorado on the upper Rio Grande; it’s a vast landscape and it draws one in.

This environment may have been uprooted, but it sill knows its roots. The world and even its uses might have evolved, but the flowers and verge returned.

Yes, I wish I could sing, but for now I will shoot.