On a trip to Yellowstone National Park with my grandmother, she put a camera in my hand. It was a little point-and-shoot. I just clicking away from the back seat. They kept busting my chops and saying all of those photos were going be blurry. Well jokes on them. Nothing of them were blurry. (Don’t get me wrong, they weren’t amazing. I was a kid. )

That trip made me fall in love with Landscape photography. No two sunsets or sun raises are the same. You can visit a trail every month and it will never look the exact same.