The Spell of the Yukon

The world turns softly Not to spill its lakes and rivers. The water is held in its arms And the sky is held in the water. What is water, That pours silver, And can hold the sky? -- Hilda Conkling, 1920 The Yukon in northern Canada is a place of extremes and contrasts. It is also a place to lose yourself and find your soul. My sister has lived in Whitehorse for the last 3 decades and I was fortunate to be able to visit her for a week in August. For all who reside there, adaptions in living must be made to get through the harshness of the winters - from the many months of frigid temperatures and hours of darkness in the winter, to the extended hours of light in the summer (land of the midnight sun). Being in such a pristine landscape filled with lakes and rivers, as well as spending time in a small town where the Tlingit First Nations people live, all while being unplugged from the internet, was such nourishing food for the soul. My intention with this series was to capture the spirit of the Yukon and what moved me while being there, all with an iPhone 5 using black and white.