Fog on the fence trail
A slow morning on Mount Tamalpais, one roll of black and white, and the case for walking the same trail until it surprises you.
I have walked the fence trail on Mount Tamalpais six times. On the seventh, the fog came in below the ridge and the fence ran straight into a white wall.
Walk it again
The best photographs I have made came from places I already knew. A new trail asks for attention just to stay on it. A familiar one leaves room to look.
One roll, thirty-six frames, and the fence in nearly all of them.