The New Year’s day shoot later saw me down by the Platte River. The geese (Canada) got there before me.
The geese got here first.
This leaf got crushed, but survived the ordeal. The geese were no where to be seen.
Crushed by the geese.
So I decided to leave my mark in the snow before the geese came back.
So I left my mark!
Here is another reminder of a Colorado winter’s day.
Reaching for the sky.
Yo.