Driving south of Winnipeg the other day, the clouds were rolling in from the northwest, a dramatic charcoal, white, and steel wash of drama while the western sun lit the whole scene from behind me with the golden light of magic hour.…
out to the valley
In fall I try to run paths that will soon fill with snow as often as possible. This time I stopped to take a panoramic photo of the field that is perched halfway up the valley. It’s on this flat…