I can’t help myself coming back to old images, which I took some time ago. Maybe its because I have actually created a hard copy of this image. Yes, you read right…a print. Something tangible…something you can touch…and above all, it gets in your way when you attempt to clear up. I see it as a good thing, that reminds me of why I make use of a camera in the first place. It reminds me of the really amazing and good times of the past, especially when memory doesn’t serve me as well as it should.

I wandered through the mist for hours that day and encountered many of these ‘giants’…standing silently, waiting for warmer days.