Our lives are made up of millions of evanescent seconds, most of them going by unnoticed in the flurry of our days.

Every now and then one of those seconds, one of those moments in time, stays with us, perhaps due to the weight of it’s significance but perhaps simply because of the joy it contained.

This is one of those seconds, captured in a photo.

An autumn night, a fire pit on the driveway, good wine, good friends, carved pumpkins and bowls of candy, trick-or-treaters roaming the streets, eager to see what their efforts will produce.

A moment of time captured in an image that conveys a perfect night, made even more special due to a sense of time passing and the knowledge that moving vans within a year will rob us of being neighbors.

This is why I pursue a photo every day:

To capture one second from among the many.

To commit it to memory in a way that defies it’s evanescence.

To elevate one seemingly ordinary moment.