perfect is not the point.

i'm type A. yes, with a capital one.
i like to nail the focus. find the perfect exposure.
i like to make things just right. the first time around.

i've often considered the fact that photography may not help me in this regard.

but on vacation,
i tend to go for it. shoot into the sun. try anything.
if it doesn't work, oh well.
i know that all i need is an image that reminds us of this minute
when we were together.
when perfect is not the point.

beach boys.

from where i stood.

the light was perfect. so was the way she looked at him.

the beginning.

i'm at a loss of where to start. still.
so i think i'll start at the beginning. day one.
and see where it goes from there.

we're back from paradise. fully charged. regrouped.
we feel so lucky.
i think it was my favorite vacation.
as we were leaving, the bell boy asked me if we had a good time.
my eyes filled with tears as i shook my head yes.
i'm pretty sure that needed no translation.