Snider Basin

Amy Taking Photos
Everywhere we go, My Lovely takes photos. . . . And I take photos of her taking photos.

Her photos photos are of fabulous scenes, lakes, trees, wildlife, rock formation or a beautiful church. She takes some amazing vibrant photos. Beautiful.

My photos are of her enjoying life. Loving where she is. Marking the spot. Documenting the memory. You can't really see it in carbon of the memory card of my phone, but it is embossed in the carbons of my brain and emblazoned on my heart.

I have pictures of her taking pictures everywhere we have been together (not that I need them); and when I see them, and see something different than what my camera captured. I see the smile on her face 45 seconds later. I hear her voice pitched up one notch. I feel her touch as she hands me her phone to show me where her eye went.

Amy's photos are lovely. Mine are love.Okumaya devam et