My Next 40 Years
Two figures walk hand-in-hand down a sun-dappled path, backs to the camera, hearts forward. The trees cast long shadows, but the light finds them anyway. In black and white, the moment becomes timeless, less about the day, more about the promise. This isn’t just a stroll through the park. It’s a quiet vow. To keep walking. To keep choosing each other. To face whatever comes, side by side. This photo is a love letter to the future, written in footsteps and filtered sunlight.
My latest photography is now available for purchase at crsimages.pixels.com/, featuring prints, framed art, and more from my curated collections—though this one might be just for those who believe the best years are still ahead.
My Next 40 Years
Two figures walk hand-in-hand down a sun-dappled path, backs to the camera, hearts forward. The trees cast long shadows, but the light finds them anyway. In black and white, the moment becomes timeless, less about the day, more about the promise. This isn’t just a stroll through the park. It’s a quiet vow. To keep walking. To keep choosing each other. To face whatever comes, side by side. This photo is a love letter to the future, written in footsteps and filtered sunlight.
My latest photography is now available for purchase at crsimages.pixels.com/, featuring prints, framed art, and more from my curated collections—though this one might be just for those who believe the best years are still ahead.