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I grew up camping in the San Juan mountains of Colorado. They will always be the place I feel most home and most alive. After many years of living away from home, I returned this year to Colorado and have spent many happy days in the mountains since. On the day this picture was taken I had no plans to do anything other than drive through the mountains. We were traveling south to Durango Colorado to have Thanksgiving with my brother and his family.
I dressed for the car ride but not for photography. I only had light loafer shoes and thin leggings on, but as it turned out the mountain passes were well dressed that day with moody, snowy light and I was blessed with my camera in the car. As we came over Molas pass, the light was a dream and I was compelled to brave the cold. I only had a pair of thin snow boots in the car, but something is better than nothing. I pulled them on and stepped out into the waist deep snow. I could not walk far due to the depth of the snow and being so poorly dressed so I made do with my vantage point and composed as best I could. Upon opening Lightroom, I was most pleased that I had stopped. This has turned into one of my favorite photos and one I return to over and over to remember that dreamy light.