We follow those in love; timid and new, to a cliffs edge in the blue snow to watch them warm themselves. We wonder how to position our viewfinder so that we may authentically depict the couple’s quiet and sacred love to one another. We quickly realize that we are not meant to be there; in that time, at that place, yet somehow we’ve been invited. So we follow them;

and turn their glances into memories and their kisses into drawings with light.