Soft light is everything to a photographer.
I woke to see the pinkish shades of a dramatic dawn peek through my bedroom shutters.
What to do? If I didn’t go now I would miss it. If I went now I would be leaving her.
I opened the shutters and the light, now orange flooded in. It cast the most beautiful shadows on her body. She stirred and threw off the duvet. She was naked.
I reached for my camera, she didn’t mind. Her red hair tangled on the pillow.
“Put down the camera and come back to bed.”
No dilemma.
