Too soon—and yet perfect.

For months now I've been going through the motions. Oh sure, I still shoot...but it hasn't felt exactly right. Not the way it used to. These downturns happen of course, but every time they do—usually during a period of soul-searching and re-examination—that awful lingering question comes up: what if this is it? What if it never comes back? 

Well, this weekend it did. 

Horrible weather forced us indoors. First the rain and then—in a rather intense my god is this really happening morning surprise—snow. Not just cute October flurries that make you long for a hot chocolate and daydream of the holidays...but the white, sticky kind, lingering through the day, covering trees, rooftops and windshields. A shock to the system.

And yet none of it mattered...because through it all, the funk was finally banished. Because I picked up my X-Pro2 and looked at my family and felt that stirring once again, the urge to dig and witness. The reflexes kicked in and the veil lifted. So yeah, winter showed up too soon this year...but there's something perfect about that. Winter is a season for introspection and close quarters, with nowhere to turn. And while traveling the world is fantastic, home is where I need to be.

Home is what I need to see

Shot with the X-Pro2, the XF 35mm f/2 R WR and the XF 18-55mm f/2.8-4 R LM OIS