She saw these clouds and begged for the camera.
Like any good photographer, she captured what was at hand, in this case, the flight magazine. She really liked this page and took some better pictures of it, but I liked the bit of the seat in this one.
I was reaching for the camera as she snapped this last one. The flash, illuminating this image in the dark cabin was arresting. It felt like I was having a vision, and I know now, I was. This is what we can be: walking together, following the light and being lit by it.
it is evident that the talent runs in the family:)
Sunva, well the love for photography runs, if not the talent.
I don’t know if you could see her slight reflection in the first picture. Up in the blue of the sky you can see the circle of the lens jammed against the window.
Really good pictures!! I think you’ve got a budding photographer there.
So why have I never known you have a blog?! I read and read and you had me laughing and crying and insanely jealous tonight that you have a home all of your own with wood floors and light pastel walls. I am homesick for a home.