As Cassie and I departed the Lake District, I officially hit burnout. We stopped at a convenience store on the edge of a tiny village to get some nourishment. I pulled our car alongside a quiet side street on a hill, and noticed the top of a mountain peeking out of a trees in the distance. Though zapped of energy and wanting nothing more than to eat my sandwich and sleep, I decided to explore a grove of trees quickly before we moved on. As walked up the small incline around a curve in the road, the brush opened up to this ivy-draped house, perfectly framed by a mountain range.

One part of Lake District that I’ve never heard mentioned is the difficulty in stopping to photograph because the roads are the size of a small car, most are lined with tight stone fences, and vehicles are rapidly driving both ways, including large transport trucks. This is not only terrifying while using a rental, it makes it nearly impossible to photograph a good portion of anything, which I realized was a challenge to stay present and simply enjoy the moment. It also helped me to appreciate when I was able to capture something as pretty as this image without the need to watch for traffic.

These little moments remind me that even when things feel tough or anxiety-inducing, always pay attention to your intuition. It will start to tingle when you’re on the verge of something amazing. Keep your eyes open. You never know who you will run into, or what beauty you will stumble upon around the corner.