I love a bright sunny day. More specifically, a bright sunny day with clouds. I like the way clouds float around the sky as independent entities in different shapes. They are fluffy and white and remind me of cotton balls and cotton candy. Sometimes I imagine clouds in the pastel colors of cotton candy – pink, periwinkle, and green. However, what I love most about a bright sunny day is the sun itself.
Several weeks ago, I was in the bus on my way to work. I decided to get off a few stops early when I realized I had almost 15 minutes before I had to be at my workplace. I pressed the nearest “stop” button to signal the driver. With my camera on my left shoulder and my bag on my right, I exited the bus and was immediately overwhelmed by the sunshine. I looked up at the sky and noticed the beaming rays of sun over my head and remember feeling enticed. As the glare began to hurt my eyes, I took my camera off my shoulder, unfastened its lens cap, turned the power button on and aimed it directly at the source of light. I’ll remember that day as the day I captured the sun.
