holding the sun How I remember. It was time for sunset and the heavy clouds formed a dark bank all the way to the ocean. This famous beach in Deauville, France, is very wide and my friends and I were enjoying the fact that so few people were at the water's edge. Young Olivia and her brother were playing and running in the shiny, course pebble sand just as the clouds split near the horizon and the sun shone through. I asked Olivia to sit alone for portraits as the vivid pink made a slim line of brilliance behind her.

Her father called out to hold up her hand so the sun would appear to rest in her palm. No! Too high!! No! Too low!! To the left! More to the right! I believe the look on her face is one of concentration as she sought to get it just right.

As quickly as the light came, it was gone with the sinking sun. A little magic later added glow to her hair and hand. Still one of my favorite photos and memories.