Fighting the Enemy

There's this nagging thought that sticks with me. What does it mean? A photograph needs to contain meaning. I aim for that, believe in it even.

And, yet, the truth is I don't always understand the meaning. It's not explicit.

This new image seems to be simply about beauty and light. Is that enough? I didn't really think so until last night when I heard a great talk by the poetry scholar Ed Wilson. He quoted Yeats, who said that time is the enemy of beauty.

So there it was - an answer. I am fighting the enemy by capturing beauty.