sometimes you take a photo and then go to process it. you play with highlights and midtones. you up the contrast and then lower it. you brighten and darken. you turn up vibrance and turn it down. you saturate and desaturate. you crop in and pull back. and then suddenly it occurs to you. wait a minute. this has been perfect all along. it doesn’t happen very often, or last very long. about as long as the full ripe bloom of a pink peony.
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