Small Things

Photographer. 24. Manhattan resident, Olympia, WA loyalist, Cleveland native.
these are predominately my own.

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deep in the forest, beneath the moss-dripping trees I found myself, lost my heart. 

deep in the forest, beneath the moss-dripping trees I found myself, lost my heart. 

Once I moved to Washington, now sometimes I think I’ll never love New York again, even though I call it home. View high resolution

Once I moved to Washington, now sometimes I think I’ll never love New York again, even though I call it home.

I can only do one of those things myself, and it’s not the musical aspect, so I was pretty impressed.

I can only do one of those things myself, and it’s not the musical aspect, so I was pretty impressed.

I don’t think I will ever stop being grateful I went to college in this forest. 

I don’t think I will ever stop being grateful I went to college in this forest. 

The Hoh Rainforest, WAToday the weather is so beautiful in Manhattan, I wish I could go for a hike to a swimming hole, but of course there is no such thing as a hike to a swimming hole in Manhattan.

The Hoh Rainforest, WA
Today the weather is so beautiful in Manhattan, I wish I could go for a hike to a swimming hole, but of course there is no such thing as a hike to a swimming hole in Manhattan.

Deep in the forest, in the shadow of the trees.

Deep in the forest, in the shadow of the trees.

I miss the summer light, like the reflection of a buttercup beneath your chin, the warmest yellow glow, in the forest, in the town I once lived in. In a place so different, so very far, from here. Olympia, WA 

I miss the summer light, like the reflection of a buttercup beneath your chin, the warmest yellow glow, in the forest, in the town I once lived in. In a place so different, so very far, from here. 
Olympia, WA 

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