Being a photographer in Alaska has certainly taught me to love every season and the varying beauties they each bring forth.
The summer for its greens and late night golden sun, the winter for its midday delicious light, the fall for its fleetingly extraordinary colors.
There’s even beauty in the transitions.
I’ve learned to love the colors of a post breakup Anchorage when the golds are waiting to be turned green and the returning light begins to linger.
There is beauty even in breakup. And we certainly found some that day.