Few places in America have resonated with me as much as Alaska.
To me it is otherworldly, which is, perhaps, because I was born and raised in the flat scrub-filled swamps of northern Florida. Still, the glaciers and fjords seemed so foreign to me when I first saw them. This photograph was taken in Glacier Bay National Park, along the inside passage of Alaska. Amongst the ice features that dominate the state, there is a temperate rainforest (as opposed to the tropical ones we are wont to think of).
The paths that cut through the forest were each uniquely beautiful, and I wish that I had truly hit my photographic stride when I was there. Unfortunately, I have been there just once, and it was my inspiration to become a better photographer, rather than coming out party as a well-meaning, somewhat skilled amateur photographer, whose eye for photographs is punctuated by luck and somewhat more advanced post-processing skills.
Someday we will return, and I will be prepared. I will bring my arsenal of lenses, but I hope that I give enough time to simply taking in the majesty of my surroundings. It is easy for me to slink behind the lens and capture the beauty of nature without being engaged with it until days or weeks later when I can appreciate it through the photographs. Still, they are a memento of the voyage to a place so unlike my home, and I treasure them.
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