This is one of the those stories and families that you are going to LOVE to read about. I have known the Morris Family for several years now. My son has played baseball with Jackson since they were five years old I think. That's a LOT of ballgames. The Morris compound as we call it has become my son's second home. They live in the country, ride dirt bikes and go carts, play on the trampoline and very rarely see the inside of the house I'm sure. I think if they ever asked him to move in he would. No joke.
Now Charlie is the family dog. A few months before our photo shoot Charlie became ill. The family came home one evening to find that Charlie couldn't move. He was paralyzed for some unknown reason. For weeks they took care of him and slowly started to see he was getting better.
When I arrived for the session I was thrilled to see Charlie slowly moving around. I desperately wanted to capture him in a few family pictures, but wasn't sure if he was going to be able to keep up. Several times during the session we called for him and brought him close.
It was the end of the session, the sun was beginning to set so I gathered everyone up for the " Sunset" picture. We ran from behind the barn, I arranged everyone where I wanted them and we waited for the sun to perform it's magic for my picture.
The magic didn't come from the sun, or the sunset. What appeared from behind the barn, slowly walking down the dirt trail to his family was Charlie.
In that moment I knew the Morris's couldn't see him because he was behind them, so I waited.
I waited with my camera in hand. I waited for the perfect moment that they would see him and I could capture the perfect moment.
And I did.
Sometimes it's not about the perfect lighting or the perfect sunset, it's about the perfect moment.