The thing I love most about my obsession with taking pictures is how it causes me to see things I would typically be in too much of a hurry to notice. The little things. The beautiful things. Like this lone dandilion. Harper and I were sitting on our front steps watching Brax play, and the light on this random weed in the next door neighbor's grass caught the corner of my eye. So we hustled over there and I snapped away, one-handed (as Harper was hanging off my other arm), and managed to get this shot before the quickly fading late-day sun changed.






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