This cabin in western Iceland sticks out in my memory, and I am undecided if it’s because it’s because it was the first place we stayed so it’s nostalgic or if it’s because of the sights in the third photo. Either way, would def go back.
I missed so many opportunities when I lived in Alaska, I was still too afraid of everything and hesitant to put myself out there. Alternatively, it’s just a case of my eyes being bigger than my stomach (so to speak); thinking of all the things I missed out on and not putting into perspective that Alaska is huge and even in an entire lifetime I couldn’t see it all. Guess all I can do is move forward and try to do it all anyways.
Merry mid-laugh Christmas from my little family, whom some of which like to wiggle out of their sweaters as soon as I hit the shutter.
“Merm, take this picture of me sitting in the middle of the road before the horse flies devour me”