It's been a few weeks since my hard drive has crashed, taking with it 10 years of photographs that I've taken as I've traveled across the country. For a short period of time, I thought it was the death nell for my beloved hobbie. However, my friends refuse to let me give this up, and as such, they take me to places. They've seen my photography and they see how passionate I am about it, so they take me to places they're passionate about, hoping I feel what they feel, and I sense what they sense. And I do, and then I photograph it with the same emotional investment they have, and I learn to cherish it like they do, and I learn to love it as they do.

Then I hope that someone this investment carries over, and you're able to see it as they do.