Sometimes my fiancé makes fun of me for always taking pictures, and Im sure I take more than the average person, but when I see something beautiful, I feel like it needs to be captured. When I look at photographs I’ve taken, I get sucked in and my mind runs wild, but yet it’s peaceful and content. For, in that moment, I have made time stand still.
It can be the changing of the seasons:
Architecture or textures:
The innocence of a child:
Or wildlife:
I just can’t contain my love of photography!
What The Fox Says 