Teaching Silhouettes

This silhouette photo was taken by my 14-year-old son. I thought he did an awesome job! I coached him through it, telling him how to set the exposure for the sky and then focus on the subject. He would take a few....look at them, and get frustrated. Sometimes it was because he had our heads into the horizon, or the focus wasn't just right. Finally, when his hands were tired, and David was sick of looking at me cross eyed, he captured this one. Do you know what a feat this was? To get a man, even a man that likes you quite a bit, to stand still this long for a photograph?
(Sometimes it's like they're afraid you're going to steal their soul or something.)
Also, to keep a 14-year-old, whose first love is not photography, interested and encouraged enough to take the photo?
It was worth it. It's my all time favorite picture of us.
Don't we look young!?

God's Handiwork Last Night

I was cooking when I got a phone call from Catherine, who was on her way back from Ft. Smith. She asked if I'd seen the sunset. (She knows one of my favorite sights in the world is a beautiful sky with bare, black trees.) I turned down the stove and grabbed my camera before I'd even looked outside. I slipped on some sandals and went running down the road while still talking to her on the cell.

In a very few minutes it was getting rather dark, and the fools,....
I mean - neighbors, were driving way too fast. A big dog came at me, and that's when I decided to call David to come get me. "Where ARE you? I thought you were in the kitchen!" He came to my rescue. He should know me by now.