Talkeetna Base camp Alaska. The staging area for Mount Denali.
I have the tendency to go down the Rabbit hole and start complaining about things I can't control. Photography reminds me how fortunate I am to have stood where I have been, graced with what has presented in front of me. I am able to isolate myself from all distractions and focus on a single subject or area which enables me to reconnect with a moment while disconnecting from the surrounding world. Perfectly at peace and un fettered by what is not in frame. But with that sort of attitude eventually my safe space will be violated by something that doesn't observe the same boundaries as a view finder, I'm guessing my demise delivered by an out of frame vehicle or wild animal.