We foraged through ashes and found small treasures waiting for our prying hands to deliver them from the blackness. We found a clear Christmas bulb and a charred hand- a broken statue of sorts. We're left to wonder why some things are treasured and others are burned, forgotten. Naquillity, Yesterday
welcome to Naquillity Photography... may you thrive in this natural habitat of poetic and photographic moments from nature... take my hand and share the intricate threads along which i journey... hopefully you'll get lost somewhere between grey & emotion~