Night Vision

The other day, when the chicken stock simmered on the stove and Dan napped on the couch, I ducked out of the apartment for a photo shoot. It was around six 'o clock, already dark outside, so I walked over to the East River to take some night shots. This was my first time out with the tripod, which turned out to be a lot of fun since it's nearly impossible to get pictures that look like this by holding the camera. Some guy and his daughter stopped to watch me. "Are you a photographer?" the little girl asked me. Yes, yes I am.