Of course a picture’s worth a thousand words, but it strikes me just how often a photo will tell me one story and then a year or two later, it tells me something rather different. I’ve worked on this one a few times, published it here two years ago. Same photo, but one is in broad daylight. This version appears to be at dusk, with the sun setting off to the left. The cook seems so much lonelier, the task less joyful. Just one of those moment shots that I love. And… I guess all the stories it tells me are true. Wonder what I will see and hear next year…
Titirangi Storyteller 