One year old. It seemed like hardly any time has passed at all since she was born, and at other times it feels like ages ago. My brother wanted some pictures taken of him and his daughter. It was one of those late saturday afternoons when the sun was a little too bright for really nice artistic photos, but the weather was perfect and soon it would be time for her to take her bath and go to bed. So 5:30 it was. We drove to a nearby park and made a quick session out of it. Though the lighting was too harsh, I did like how the pictures turned out in the end. They seem to have a very raw snapshot feel about them. And sometimes the imperfect things are the best after all. What do you think?
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