Late in my life I learned to pause during moments of pleasure and take a mental photo of my surroundings or the event that was happening. When I practice this I can create such vivid memories that I don't need an album to fully recall the pleasure. There are many moments in my life that I regret not doing this. Those are the moments I have only partial recall, vague pictures with no detail, the emotions of the moment all but gone as well.
I have driven past this mountain so many times and never stopped to take a picture for two reasons. There is not the perfect place to stop, and I am often on a mission, zooming past, thinking "next time".
As you know, I love rocks in their large and in their tiniest form. This rock may always be there, but I will not. Our children and grandchildren will not always be there....so I stop and take mental photos. I savour the moment. My celebral shutter is going "click...click" and the lighting is always right.
Because the face of a moment could fly away at any moment and you will be left with nothing....unless you press the shutter button.
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