Today I arrived home after a particularly frustrating day of work as the last hour of daylight dwindled. I wearily opened the door to four birds flying off into the sunset and my heart couldn't help but smile. I was especially charmed by how the first number of my address was being reflected on the wall. I think the delicacy of the shadows and the peacefulness of the moment is most elegantly captured in black and white. I look at this photo and I feel, "Finally... I'm home."