Perfection is all Relative

And sometimes you have to settle. Especially compared to that very romanticized image of perfection in your mind. Just ask my girlfriend. 

Just one and a half nights of cloud, and it all gets dramatic. But really, last night when some clear skies broke out west and the aurora danced gently and subtly, it felt like the most perfect, even romanticized, moment under the stars ever possible.

Sean NormanNovemberComment