Something about getting up from a perfectly comfortable position to recognize a certain moment worth photographing always seems to elicit that question. It happened on Saturday morning around 6:30 when I noticed an orange glow in the bedroom. "I'm going to get my camera." I didn't expect to see this amazing foggy sunrise when I pulled back the curtain.
And again Sunday, I was questioned as I left our table at Linda's. "I'm going to shoot the men's room door." I couldn't resist the late afternoon sunlight that was moving across various signage in the back patio area of the Capitol Hill bar.
Capturing fleeting moments of perfect, natural light always seems worth it to me.
