the difference.

the difference between photographers and normal people
is that we never stop thinking about light.
as the sun comes up. as it goes down.
as we're driving the kids to school.
as we walk past a window at work.

and in this case, how lucky we would be to capture it filtering through her hair
so perfectly because we happened to be there at that very second
with a camera in our hands.

i happened to say
"oh, what pretty light."
this morning on the way to school.
two groans from the backseat
told me that they knew exactly what i was thinking.