Naturally when the wind is going about 25 mph I can't focus on anything else but getting out there and photographing the movement of its gorgeous kinetic strength. This element that has always been my favorite was calling me through my bones. I needed to get out there and freeze my butt off or I wouldn't have been a happy camper.
The wind was calling me / B&W portraits
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