A blush of color painted across the mountains of New England. An inquisitive place where the roads have no names and the trees seem to go on forever, passing by in flashes of color as you drive to nowhere in particular. I hold a foolish pride in my heart for capturing photos of rugged, wild places that require strong legs and healthy lungs to reach. So much so that I often fail to admire the beauty all around me, in places as simple as a road through the autumn woods. This photo is a humbling of my artistic downfalls, and a reminder that long treks and sleepless nights are not the only way for me to share the world through my eyes.
Photo taken through legal means as a Part-107 FFA licensed drone pilot.
