Why I Take Photos

I take photos because–even when the kids are crying, and the tree won’t fit in its stand, and the saw’s not sharp enough to make a fresh cut, and the tree (once in its stand) is crooked, and the new lights stop working minutes after they’re strung and covered with ornaments; even when the outing and the decorating and the celebrating are flawed events–the photos have a way of capturing the best parts of life.


Here’s to the hope that time and grace will season our memories the way Lightroom seasons my photos!