Early like a Sunday morning.

Sunday mornings… aaaaah!!

My current role working 6 days a week in film production means that Sunday is my one day off. Time to relax, no? Well my parents didn’t coin the nickname “100mph-Tom” for no reason…

Alarm at 6:30, out of the house for a glorious sunrise, cycling through Vancouver with the morning frost cooling me to the bone.

I didn’t capture as many images as I hoped, as Vancouver on this Sunday morning felt almost devoid of life. Here’s what a captured…

Morning run across the Burrard bridge.

Autumnal colours popping against the concrete and glass.

Layered up for the night.

Flying free!

Still morning.

Mask wearing.

Truth.

Ronald nursing a hangover.

Life these days, sore neck?

Ryan wanted a photo.