After a day working in the studio I’ve just spent a peaceful half hour watching the evening light take on that special glow, the shadows of trees, stirred by the breeze, moving slowly around the wall as the sun descends toward the west. A celebrated photographer – I forget who – said that around now is the second of the only two times in the day that it's worth taking photographs, the other being early morning. I agree, if you can arrange to be in front of your chosen subject around those times and the sun is shining. Not always possible of course. I would take a photograph now but the camera’s in the house, so instead, I’ll just look.