I have been going through my hard drive, and sorting the pictures I have and deleting the ones that I will never use. It is a tedious task, but one that needs to be done.
Every so often, I come across a shot like this one. One that I initially overlooked. One that did not speak to me the first time I looked at it.
This picture of Owen was taken at my Dad’s house earlier this month. I love the feel of it so much. It makes me wonder how I could have looked past it on a first glance.