ends of summer

My last real summer weekend.

Spent up north in a cabin on a lake.

I love camping, I love just being in and around the woods and the water. The drive up was my favorite, windows open, and miles of trees and fields and mountains. 

I think more than anything I just love photographing. 

This summer has been one worth remembering-many late nights soaking up the smell of campfire, new friendships and relationships entirely have taken root, and I've learned an awful lot about just myself, and how important my own life is.