On Drive by Shooting

[Boone, NC]

listen:  Beth/Rest by Bon Iver 

every three to four weeks i find myself heading west towards Boone.  each time determined to get that appalachian rugged mountain shot.  the one with a harmonica, fly fisher, and slack liner in the same frame... the one that captures the sun bursting over the blue ridge... the fall colors at golden hour as if knit together by Rumple Stiltskin himself. 

but if you've ever made it to Boone town you know that with that first breath of mountain air all intentions and inhibtions are sent floating back down the mountain atop Howard's creek. 

so instead of spending the weekend shooting, i tend to leave the glass behind and allow the rugged beauty of the Blue Ridge mountains make its mark where it will... an additional scuff on my boots or restoration rustled through the trees.  that's how i imagine restoration anyways... rustled.  a wild shaking to reset.