Decided to take a break from my present form of life back home. I decided to leave and embrace the silence. Leaving myself with my thoughts, my camera, and my drone to ponder and observe the winter and how she works. Listening to the slow-forming of ice take over the river, watching the snow hide the river from temporary existence, feeling the cold as she stings my cheeks and puts me in a state of stinging numbness. People despise the winter, but I believe she is genuinely being misunderstood. "In Winter, I plot and plan, in Spring, I move." - Henry Rollins
