While it might seem strange to visit a lake in the winter, the sculptural quality of the bare tree branches and the crackling piles of leaves invited me to explore the shoreline. It helped that it was in the 50s and ridiculously sunny during this shoot, I love the way the warm golden light interacts with the vivid blue skies and the water in the photos. Oddly enough my outfit also mixed together warm and cool hues so I ended up matching the landscape.


My purse is from the late 1970s/early 1980s and was thrifted in the Philippines. It has a slight Native American feel to it, right?












Do you have a "special place"?