every year i seem to go into a funk as i see the sun and all it's glorious light start to sink earlier and earlier behind the west horizon. this year it seems i want to hold onto it more and more, bind it by string and swing it back up in the sky, and yet in response it teasingly ends another minute earlier each day.
these photos remind me of that precious light, the light that allows me to paint on film and i'm thankful for another day of it's beautiful gift it shares.
and what a fun couple and idea. BIG thanks to rachel and nate for your enthusiasm and inspiration.