To photograph is to hold one's breath, when all faculties converge to capture fleeting reality. It's at that precise moment that mastering an image becomes a great physical and intellectual joy. Henri Cartier-Bresson
And it was probably normal.

And it was probably normal.

It happened intermittently.

It happened intermittently.

He didn’t know how to explain this.

He didn’t know how to explain this.

It was one of the Saturdays that feel like Sundays.

It was one of the Saturdays that feel like Sundays.

Gone fishin’

Gone fishin’

This is as far as I go.

This is as far as I go.

What were they talking about?

What were they talking about?

It looked like a nice day.

It looked like a nice day.