Stomping through wet grass

I got up at 4:30 to get up for a misty early morning shoot. It was not, but the grass beneath my feet contained all the moisture I wanted to see in the air. My shoes were soon soaked through to my socks. I saw wild fowl, rabbits and dear roaming around the meadow outside of Muggensturm. I remembered the words of Michael Kenna, "you’re giving something to the landscape, it’s giving something to you". You can become one with your landscape if you immerse yourself in it.


That morning I went down streets I never went before, just to see what was there. Often I am surprised and never disappointed to go the road less traveled.

Traindepot Rastatt