Taking pictures is savoring life intensely, every hundredth of a second.
Picking up my camera again this month feels like a brand new start. A new method. And a new way to see my life. I see moments I want to capture everywhere I look. I see hundredths of a second that I want to record. I hear my shutter click when I lie down at night. It’s a re-found passion I’d forgotten that I had, and I’m quite happy to have found it once again.
I’m not quite sure when it became a good thing to leave my camera at home or when I decided my iPhone was a better alternative, because it’s not. And I like the feeling of taking pictures, of knowing when to take pictures, and knowing which pictures to take.
And while I am behind my camera and shooting photos of the things around me, I feel like I’m noticing things I might have otherwise missed. I’m seeing Julia twirl her hair. Sneaking in Max actually sleeping at nap time. I’m noticing the way spoons are held and smiles are sideways. Seeing these things has intensified my life and this relationship I feel for my kiddos.
Manual photography and The Unexpected Every Day have opened my eyes again to the world that surrounds me. And I’m seeing it all over again. That’s a good feeling.