I love those unrepeatable moments, those treasures that are captured with the brief opening of the camera shutter, and then are gone, and cannot be duplicated.
And I tried – I tried to come back to the same spot on the trail to have one more go at the leaves and the bokeh, but the spell had broken, the light had changed, and the cottonwood leaves were no longer flickering and flashing in the sky. But the magic lingers on.