Oh yea, I was in Alaska last August…

Are we at the border?
Is it quite possible,
up there - over
the ridge - lays what
we’ve been trekking all
this way for?
Have we reached an end?
Have we finished the race?
The fog pulls back as the
winds from the coast climb
up these hills we have known
to be speckled with life
and dirt from rocks 
eroded so long
before our time.
The ridge tapers off
and the sounds of yet
more wilderness
whisper, trickle
all the way down to us.
We’ve only just commenced
a journey yet to have
a conclusion.

Oh yea, I was in Alaska last August…

Are we at the border?
Is it quite possible,
up there - over
the ridge - lays what
we’ve been trekking all
this way for?
Have we reached an end?
Have we finished the race?


The fog pulls back as the
winds from the coast climb
up these hills we have known
to be speckled with life
and dirt from rocks
eroded so long
before our time.
The ridge tapers off
and the sounds of yet
more wilderness
whisper, trickle
all the way down to us.


We’ve only just commenced
a journey yet to have
a conclusion.

I haven’t used too much color correction since picking up the 7D. Even though I shoot with flat contrast, low saturation, et cetera, the image I capture is more often than not perfect as far as coloring goes. Whether it’s a stylized or realistic color grade, the original is more often more desirable than crushing anything out or saturating anything in. Just a thought.

I haven’t used too much color correction since picking up the 7D. Even though I shoot with flat contrast, low saturation, et cetera, the image I capture is more often than not perfect as far as coloring goes. Whether it’s a stylized or realistic color grade, the original is more often more desirable than crushing anything out or saturating anything in. Just a thought.