It was a rainy, gray day in Boulder yesterday. I had some free time and was hoping to do a hike, but I canned the plan when I saw the weather. Who wants to hike on a crap day?
At some point in the afternoon, I got restless, said screw it, grabbed my camera and a raincoat and went out. When I got to where I would hike, I was greeted by empty trails (a rarity, especially on weekends), peace, silence, and a landscape that looked different but just as beautiful as it does on sunny days. I dicked around for an hour, hiking up ridges and stopping for photos, enjoying the quiet serenity of a rainy day.
I got wet, but I didn’t melt, and I went home feeling recharged. Even shitty days can be nice days if you give them a chance.
April 27, 2015
I really like how you used this post to show depth in the photograph, Samuel.
April 27, 2015
You get me.