In the depths of winter darkness we eat by candle light. Sometimes the dark is so thick we feel it surely can’t be cut by such a small flicker.
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Atop North Mountain
In the depths of winter darkness we eat by candle light. Sometimes the dark is so thick we feel it surely can’t be cut by such a small flicker.
Atop North Mountain 
Your photography is beautiful, such an otherworldly feeling. Living in Los Angeles these photographs look as though you were in another time. Very refreshing.