Silhouettes

I have noticed lately that I have a collection of pictures that look like silhouettes.  It feels like a fitting metaphor really.  Some days, I see our setting, I feel the atmosphere that surrounds us, but the little moving parts are shadows.  I can't quite put my finger on them - they're too fast, too elusive.

While I can't keep up with all that's going on in their little heads and their growing bodies, I still can take in the beauty and be grateful.