Ever since my dad moved to New Hampshire a number of years ago, I’ve gotten to spend the first few days of each year waking up to the beautiful forests and mountains of the Granite State. This year, we started the trip out with a minimal amount of snow and got to enjoy a fresh powdery storm to welcome the new year.
Seattle is one of my favorite cities in the US. I think it’s because it’s so different from Los Angeles and there’s this innate thing inside of us that constantly craves the opposite of what we have. The moody, rainy, lush environment of Seattle makes me want to photograph everything. The light is soft and gentle, much unlike the harsh and contrasty light of Southern California.
I’d already been to Seattle once before and conquered the touristy sights of Pike Place and the Space Needle. This time, we were in store for a full weekend of on-again-off-again rain, so we enjoyed some strolls through the woods mixed in with cozy bird-watching from inside. Oh, and I saw my first Bald Eagle! That was a treat.
At the top of the snow season in 2019, Jesse and I took a weekend trip up to Mount Hood for some snowshoeing. Of course, what trip to Oregon would be complete without a little bit of waterfall chasing?
We got in late on a Thursday night, then woke up early on Friday and drove along the Columbia River Gorge, hitting up as many waterfalls as possible. The classic moody PNW vibes were in full swing to my photographic excitement.