The most beautiful everyday

Sometimes these posts write themselves and what I want to say flows effortlessly. And for other times, it feels like I’ll never put it together.

I’ve had this night of images sitting here for more than a week, and every morning after I’ve answered emails and taken care of all the photos from the night before, I come back to this post ready to begin writing and I haven’t actually been able to write anything at all.

Not every night has some dramatic movement with the weather or miraculous timing to talk about. There isn’t always some rush or natural high that keeps me awake for long after I get back home. Sometimes our nights just flow easily, everything is in good time, the company feels genuinely special, and the night really does feel like it shouldn’t ever have to end.

It is the beautiful everyday I humbly know I am so lucky to have. And as we approach the end of another season, they too are the nights I will take away with me deep in my heart at the end of all of this, whenever that comes.