Not sure where this image came from. Wait, to rephrase that, I don't know how this image came out of me. It's not my normal construct. It's light and pastel-ish and low in contrast. Yet, I created it back in 2016 on a whirlwind tour of the east and west Sierra Nevada with my daughter, Kayla. It has sat uncomfortably in my Lightroom catalogue for what, 2 years now? Waiting. For what? To be re-discovered, to be suddenly accepted? I released it into the wild in hopes it would stop gnawing at me and find itself. The soft palette may indicate I've been reading too much Guy Tal; not a bad thing really. It's okay to have influences, some think not, but really, it's okay. Certainly, Guy would not recognize it as anything of his own. And, it's not. It's mine, and it came from somewhere unfamiliar.