My wife Missy is a photographer. She takes her fancy SLR camera with her most places, has some sophisticated photo editing tools on her phone, and always is on the lookout for a good shot. She particularly likes nature photographs, like cherry blossoms, sunrises, and sunsets.
She's really, really quite good.
It's a passion for her. She's the sort of person who loves a good souvenir, and likes to collect things. I think that's great.
I'm a fan of people having passions, having several of my own. One of these is her passions. (I know, that's a little meta.)
I love seeing Missy's passions get sparked. Often, when I'm with her on one of her photography jaunts, I'll sneak a picture of her taking a picture.
Just like this:
She was sure digging that sunset. And I was digging her digging it.