I love that pause between the ending of the day and the beginning of the night. Like the world is taking a breath, so that life can continue to shine in all its beauteous glory.
I love being in the company of my own glade of solitude.
I love to stare out the window at the early stillness of a morning drenched in threads of golden sunlight and it makes me wonder at the absence of peace in the world.
I love how the patter of rain becomes ever louder; the rolling of thunder becomes ever rugged; the flashing of lightning becomes ever brazen.
I love to stare up at the sky, watching the clouds drift by, and I feel at peace with the universe.
I love to capture a moment in time within the magic of a sequence of words that fills me with joy.
I love how each photograph captures the singularity of a fleeting moment in time; at that point, nothing has changed.