So soft it looks like a painting.
You can almost smell its mocha scent. Almost see the hummingbird waiting nearby.
It just happened.
Sitting in my office the other morning, I noticed the light. It was cloudy, the light diffused. There was no wind. A gentle kind of morning, the light was perfect for a good photograph.
Grabbing my camera, I trotted outside for a ten minute break.
"Do you see something?" Asked Jennifer as I passed.
"No." I said. "Not yet. But it's the light." Ansel Adams taught me that many years ago. And now, I've been taking photos long enough to know that it's always the light. In the right light, there's a good photo waiting. It's out there.
All you have to do is find it.