[Ol' Bob]

Eye of the beholder, eh?

I'm too biased to say, most likely. But then again, there are times when the light can make good better. Hittin' it right, and there's nothing you can say or your camera can repeat. For me, it's our 13th hole, between showers, just before sunset around the equinoxes. That slanting light through the trees, and that herd of elk with the big bull going up the hill behind the basket... You had to be there.