I could shoot here every day and still be in awe of the light.
And then...the last shot of the evening...
3200 ISO. It was dark, very dark, but I took it anyway. It's got a special place in my heart. Having 2 boys (almost the same ages) myself, this makes me wistful. What is it about boys and bulldozers? Will they ever completely grow out of their love for those big machines?
And then...the last shot of the evening...
3200 ISO. It was dark, very dark, but I took it anyway. It's got a special place in my heart. Having 2 boys (almost the same ages) myself, this makes me wistful. What is it about boys and bulldozers? Will they ever completely grow out of their love for those big machines?
