This shot is easily my favorite from the trip. It was our free day to spend as we liked. The majority of the conference left Nerja for the prospect of discovering something that their anxious hearts pulled them to. I stayed behind, wandering the streets of this small coastal nook on the coast of the Mediterranean. The sunset was an hour later than here in Toulouse, and I was over near some markets when it started unfolding. I put some thumbs below showing it’s progression. It was a time to try to capture a moment, only to realize that it was him who didn’t realize that it was a moment that I felt held something. And he was content with me watching, praying, and waiting.
