A winter trail without a map
Short days, long shadows and a thermos that never stays hot long enough. Notes from a quiet loop through the pine forest.
Small notes on trails, film cameras and slow cooking.
Short days, long shadows and a thermos that never stays hot long enough. Notes from a quiet loop through the pine forest.
Three rolls of film that expired years ago, one old rangefinder, and why overexposing by a stop or two is usually the right call.
Potatoes, smoked pork, bay leaves and patience. A recipe that has survived every kitchen I have lived in.