Moke Lake

We camped at Moke Lake above Queenstown, NZ the other night. Needless to say, it was a bit chilly. We awoke to a frosty/foggy wonderland. It was spectacular and freezing. Bundled up we ran around both to stay warm and to capture the beauty of this secluded valley in a glow of morning light.

Reflection #5 (Boston, a little different)

old, rustic, music, reminds me of virginia, angles of communion, uneven meeting points, color, mood, faded.
I love old barns, there is one in Virginia that fell over. Before it did it was leaning at the most bizarre angle, small legs barely able to support the roof and walls and rafters.

Times of interaction. Coinciding with the environment around us. Elements connect in different ways. Moments together,
brick - steel - wood
rock - hard place - between
rubber - road - meeting
alive - survive - strive


Moments of wonder. There are times in life that wow me! Sunsets, sunrise, a warm bed on a cool morning, people, beauty, decay, nature. To stand in awe. To be. To notice. To wait...

Somethings seem really overwhelming...