It was another typical Northwest Spring day here, brief showers followed by short spells of brilliant sunshine.
I was captivated by the light striking several small tulips in the front yard that seemed to hold it, translucent, glowing, radiant.
It was the kind of light a photographer might spend his life trying to capture, and I spent much of the afternoon trying to do so with a variety of lenses from varying distances and varying angles.
Needless to say, I never captured it. Despite spending another few hours tweaking photos in Photoshop, I was unable to capture the translucence that had so captivated me.
Despite our best efforts, such beauty seems fleeting, though it’s memory may haunt us for a lifetime.