Forgotten edits but not forgotten memories...

I have this bad habit of forgetting to edit my own personal projects or personal trips (which kills my wife). Here is one such example of that bad habit. These are some photos from an artists' retreat that I went on in the summer of 2015. A ragtag bunch set out from Colorado Springs and spent a weekend camping and adventuring near Independence Pass/Aspen. We were a group comprised of photographers, poets, writers and mixed media artists. It was a wonderful weekend full of campfires and deep conversations.

That weekend was a taste of the sense of community that I long for on a daily basis.