While on a 20-day tour through England, Wales, Ireland, and Scotland, one of my favorite pictures out of the 1,500 I had taken was this one. There was a bagpiper at the tourist pull-off area playing for tips. When I showed this picture to my family, they said it looked like the piper was playing to the mountains, and that's how we like to think of it.
This picture was taken in a small village in central Romania. It was the end of the day and we had a short time to wander around the streets to find interesting people for portrait shoots. Suddenly we heard some bells ringing from the end of the street, and we saw a big herd of cows walking toward us. The herd had just come back from the fields outside town to go back to the cowshed in the village. I saw that one cow was about to cross the local bar and I ran fast to catch it. I finished the visit in the village without any portrait shoots, but I was lucky to get this single special moment.
Barely eight inches long—a bite-size snack for any keen-eyed jabiru stork that happens along—these two-week-old caimans float among water grasses on hot afternoons. If trouble arises, they issue a distress call and nearby adults rush to their side.