What a powerful image that with poison control, man can kill new life in one sweeping motion - whether weeds or new life. Often hidden in darkness and under cover for safety, this new wonderful contribution to the earth draws me to back rural roads on the hunt. But when a wildife photographer has that luxury of peering into the emergence of new life and its successful progression, it's a luxury that may have to sustain the heart forever. When that "wild" opportunity disappears, there's a heartache that injures the soul. There's a loss inexplicable except that you realize you were granted ban extraordinary gift seeing new life hop, jump, run and explore. You tell yourself once that opportunity is gone, you never want to feel the absence of their presence again. But then you pour over images taken, moments, memories and realize you have a duty to bring your joy to others. You must tell their story whether long or short, and share with others that while your heart aches for their presence again, your joy is showing others through photography that they lived and you were there.