Quill Great Smoky Mountains There's no haze and humidity

There's no haze and humidity

I caught this moment during a delightful late fall afternoon in SoHo

But only God can make a tree

A pedestrian contemplates her next move in midtown Manhattan

I'm all in

Quill Great Smoky Mountains There's no haze and humidityOne of the most vivid recollections from my childhood in southern Wisconsin is the spare and stark beauty of a sunny winter day. Snow has a magical way of simplifying the landscape and popping elements with powerful contrasts. Although it's pretty rare, we occasionally get a taste of winter here in east Tennessee. I nabbed this subject following a few inches of fluffy snow. It's always a dicey proposition to venture out onto the roads here in the