Moments

Some of the joy of looking through old photos is pulling them up in Light Room and reprocessing them, playing with the light and shadows and hues, and finding a new photo.

I've gone through all of the photos dozens of times, but there are always new things to notice: A look, a smile, a little detail that I hadn't seen before. Sometimes a tiny change seems to highlight the memory of a single moment, and I can experience it for the first time again.

Sometimes I look at these images and feel like he's right here, looking over my shoulder. If I could only turn around fast enough I might find him.

Cross posted from Kything NaturesZen