What I sometimes forget...

Today I remembered why I have such a passion for photography. As I was searching through some work on my computer and I looked around. I saw the curves in the ceiling and the little antiques Aunt Mimi has every where around her home. There are flowers everywhere and a different print of wallpaper in almost every room. I got up, grabbed my camera, and started to wander. Now I remember. The time before, when I used to do this all for fun and not as a source of income. I remember how I hear my breath while I take each shot and look through the lens and see things that are totally unique from the time before. It is like you are all alone seeing something that has never been seen before. Amazing.