It is funny how I find myself anticipating the dark time of year. Waiting for snow, and ice. And for everything to inevitably change.
There is also the anticipation of change, for the first time I don't have a plan set in stone. Meaning I am entering that weird vacuum between places . Hopefully this is the first post in a picture project, that I will be running this autumn. Trying to capture some of the uncertainty of pursuing whatever it is I am doing.
living the glamorous life as a guide, with low-to-no rent! And a obsession for the cold