The photograph I didn't make in time

Serenity in the Woods, Issue #7 I was in a wood I am still getting to know, at work on a composition, when the light came through for a few minutes and caught the trees behind the one I was framing. I knew something in the picture was not quite right, and I could not say why. Then the light went, and in the quiet after it I saw the better picture I had been missing: the same trees, held tighter. Too late for the light. It did not come back. This piece is about what I have come to make of an...