I almost turned back, as it was almost too late to get a shot. But, I thought about how I might feel about that decision later on, and pushed myself to keep going.

The weather was bleak, but that was to be expected, for this area is known for it’s saddened overcast skies. As I exited to begin eyeing my composition, the wind whipped harshly, and the cold came leaking through my many clothes layers, straight into my bones.

I went out for an early morning walk to make a few images while staying in the Umbria region of Italy. The wind blew the grasses on the hilltops as the sun bathed everything in the first hours of the day. The medieval town of Todi sits on the distant hilltop and gazes at it’s communities in all directions.

I was walking through the fishing village of Hamnøy, when the mountains beyond the Rorbu fishing cabins starting fading into white. A snowstorm was blowing in and the wind was picking up. I stayed and made a few more frames with the distinct red fishing cabins against the misty white approaching snow shower.