The day after halloween, Jason and I headed to the rapid camps yurt with a few of his coworkers. We walked in at 7pm in total darkness. The evening unfolded into candle lit
Morning broke to a peaceful and solitary yoga practice. For a moment, the clouds cracked to reveal a blushing sunrise. A symphony of pink and orange dazzled the clouds that weighed heavily on the shoulders of the valley. Then, it was back to the churning, stirring, brewing
fortress of grey.
in the otherwise monochromatic landscape of white, stone, and peppery glacial slate blues.