I’m apt to point my lens at just about anything I find visually interesting on the off chance that it will take on some significance when I view it later — either when sorting through stacks of photos I’ve taken and printed, or browsing through folders on my computer.
But there are exceptions.
And today was one of them.
Some things in life are meant to create awe in the moment, imprint their majesty once, and be revisited only in dreams.
White frosted trees against the bluest of skies and your friends’ smiles at the end of an epic Buddy’s Run.