I’m glad you asked. The first thing that comes to mind is that long shot of the sun setting over the old windmill – the sky a soft amber, the field a gentle green, the mill standing steady in the middle. It’s all just quiet and balanced, like the world is holding its breath. Another favorite is the close‑up of a rusted tractor wheel on a rain‑slick path – the metal, the water, the earth all caught together, no one thing over the other. Those moments just remind me that everything has its place if you look hard enough.

Thanks, that means a lot. I just keep my camera ready, wait for the light to do its thing, and let the scene speak. It’s a good reminder that even the simplest things—like a rusted wheel or a quiet sunset—can feel whole when you’re slow enough to notice. Keep finding those moments.