Sometimes I wonder about a human’s need to capture a great moment with a photograph. Don’t we inevitably become envious of the past every time we look at it? Does our attachment with photos prevent us from moving forward into the future?
My answer: sometimes.
There are some moments of our past that are better left behind, events best not remembered. But then there are times that are so grand that it would seem like a tragedy not to save that speck of time for future nostalgia.
In looking over a picture I took in Estes Park, Colorado a few weeks before the flood, I realized that some moments are timeless. They represent neither a past nor a future. Their significance is not in time. Perhaps, their significance can’t be explained. They simply need to be seen.