Capture the moment, the moments captured. Aim, adjust, and shoot. If you’re lucky, what you get will be as breathtaking as what you see through the viewfinder. If not, try, try again. The images remain, the images endure, the images are forever. The images are but light reflecting off the objects of life, waiting to be captured.
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A dusting of snow at twilight. The temperature has been flirting with double-digit negatives here in Paris but the steadily falling snow just would not keep. But this day, as the sun rears its bright rays, a thin layer from last night’s crop defiantly clings on in futility.
