Sorry for the recent hiatus. In addition to working on my final project for my photography class and fretting about (but accomplishing nothing related to) Christmas, I had a sick little girl for the last few days. The little one seems to be over her illness, and I presented my final project tonight, so I hope to find time to write a couple posts that have been percolating in my brain the last few days.
I also hope to post the photos from my final project. I did portraits for the project, however, and don't want to post anyone's photo without her authorization. Until then, it will have to wait.
Except that I just can't resist showing something. Since this one is nameless and faceless, I feel free to post with abandon.
While the woman in this photo has a lovely face and I feel I captured some flattering photos of her and her face, I loved this photo too much to omit it. The beautiful way she holds the book, combined with the stunning light through her window, made this a favorite of mine. The illumination of the book depicts how I feel about books, as if a wondrous light is released every time I open one. Except for The Bridges of Madison County. No wondrous light, just a couple hours of my life I will never get back.