Neighing In Nuy

Today, I revisited the Nuy Valley, reflecting on how families have lived here for centuries. If you’re born here, it’s from the cradle to the grave-what stories would you share about such a place?

Once again, the light was just right, late afternoon, a soft golden glow.

The cattle were unperturbed by me or the camera, which is a rare thing indeed; instead of running away as they should, they came closer until I shooed them off. The little donkey needed to have a quick introductory sniff, and I gave him a soft air-kiss on his nose.  I loved the long horns.

“What I like about photographs is that they capture a moment that’s gone forever, impossible to reproduce,” reminds us how each shot preserves a unique story ― what moment would you want to freeze in time?

And finally: “A photographer is like a cod, which produces a million eggs so that one may reach maturity.” ― George Bernard Shaw.

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