a free soul

I always praise photography for having the capability to act as therapy. A bad mood means nothing to me when I'm taking photographs in a beautiful place. 

I feel like when I stare into the camera lens, I'm giving away all my secrets with my eyes, and opening up my soul so a weight can be lifted. The camera is always there when I need it, and lucky for me, so is my friend Sam. 




such beautiful light that fine winter afternoon.

xoxo, Marilyn

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