Light’s dance in the eternal.

Beautiful Shadows

Come, walk among life’s memories, see the grains that build with life, grains that commemorate what is. Moments remembered in awe: the weary soul fades away. Nature lifts the gaze and renews our spirit. Life and death held in the same place; holding space for us, inviting all to the rivers edge. Light needs no encore, existing in the wind and winter, thriving through the thaw. We are magical and part of something grand. Photographs are windows into light that has been, a path along the ether; light guiding us to more, to create the space we inhabit.