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I am woman, hear me Roar.

Marianna came to me with a dream of taking some photographs in a place that she holds close to her heart, she had a vision and I was immediately onboard. 

The rain had been pouring relentlessly all week, there was no signs of it easing in the morning that we almost cancelled, however amid the downpours we made some magic. Mother nature in full force, with the powerful creek rushing beside us and the fresh smell of rain rising from the rocks.

An honourable mention to Casey for being safety marshal while holding an umbrella over my camera while we moved around the slippery rocks. 

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