Shoulders.

I love taking photos of people's backs. I like being able to guess what their face may have looked like in the photo. Was Dayna smiling? Yelling at her nephew? Looking nervous and scared? The world will never know. The moment did not capture her face. But instead, I got the freckles on her shoulder - the ones she tries to hide. The ones that give her a unique beauty that even she does not know she posesses.


And look at the way the sun hits her here...she's glowing. The color in her hair, the way the sun hits the blonde and defines the curl. She's gorgeous, and I could take photos of her all day long.

Oh wait, I did. Congrats again, Dayna.

Be Merry-ied.

Love,
A