For the last couple of days, this is where you could find me. Sitting on a stool in wait, heavy jacket, blanket on my lap and gloves on, I’ve sat at this window hunched over with the 18 degrees winter blast rushing in. And as I sat there looking out the window waiting for the next pulse of birds to come through, I was thinking. How incredibly fortunate we photographers be! Ya, there is the frustration that comes with the craft, but that all dissolves away when you’re watching the world through the lens. I mean really, to sit, watch, whatever it is that makes your heart beat and when it is beating the fastest, when it’s heating up everything inside of you, you can can simply go click and there you have it! For that split nanomoment in time, your cares are gone and your memory is captured. Forever! What else brings that alive to us in our lives, and does it over and over again? So I sit there, playing with a new tool, working on a new project, really freakin cold and very uncomfortable doing that thing that is so magical. Na, the Robin photo isn’t going on the wall. But the time spent just sitting, waiting to make it will always be, a simple blessing!
