Magic mornings.

Magic mornings.

Some mornings just give and give and give so when the alarm goes off at 4:30am and you roll out of bed hoping that this might be that very special sky the reward happens. I could only call this image “magic” because it was just that a perfect little moment of magic...
There is never a plan

There is never a plan

There is never a plan, well there is a plan but it can change depending on how I think the sky looks when I roll out of the second garage door into the darkness of the morning. I am always looking for something “different” (I hate that phrase) what I am always looking...