Advent is a season that I call the “Painful Hope.” But on Christmas, like Easter a bit later in the year, something amazing happens.
Just like that, the maelstrom ends. I’m taking a nap.
Sometimes, changing reality is an option.
As I’ve become more and more comfortable with low-light photography I found myself drawn to see if I’d be able to capture a particular display in a compelling way.
A light sculpture of a family of deer. It makes them look as if they were made of stars!
The weather yesterday was visiting from the middle of Spring, and even after dark the temperature remained mild. So a Christmas lights photowalk was a good way to spend the evening.