The kiddo and dog and I got to hang out a bit on Martin Luther King Day. Pre-snow! And she graciously allowed me to snap a few images of her.
To Katie, “take a picture” means press the shutter. One time. To ME, “take a picture” means “MAKE a picture,” which might take *many* clicks to get all the elements just right.
So, while photographically these are imperfect (a cut off hand, poor composition, etc), *emotionally,* I love them. Because they are a visual heart reminder to me of time we spent together, a nice afternoon spent together in nature. And that means way more to me than knowing I used the perfect f-stop 🙂
Look at your favorite photographs. Are they “perfect” to you because they’re technically correct? Or because they serve as a reminder of a special time, place, memory, or loved one?