Channeling Camus

I’ve had it with brown. I have a giant list of photography blogs that I follow, the majority of which are written by photographers who live in California (…sigh…), and they are simply dripping with bright, vibrant, saturated colors. I get all inspired, grab my camera, and head outside, only to be greeted with brown grass and gray skies and dirty leftover snow and everything covered with a layer of ick. I am so looking forward to wedding season, and to photographing all of my wonderful clients out in the warm sunshine.

I do, however, try to find the beauty in everything. Here are a few attempts from this morning. To paraphrase Albert: once again, in the depths of winter, I have learned there is within me an invincible summer.