As always, when it snows a heavy wet snow, I go to the Red Rocks. Morrison formation above the Hogback. The wet white snow sags on every leaf, every blade of grass. It makes everything quiet. The usual Sunday tourists stay home and wish they were me. Out in the snow.
This image is not film. Of course. I have been unable to come to terms with some social things in my life so I have not been working with my wonderful film gear. I have a very good digital camera but it does not feel good to my tripod. I would rather use my phone than a camera that has no soul. It is far to easy to shoot shoot shoot, when your only consequence is time.
Dave
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