Whenever I would see something so lovely it stopped me in my tracks, I would try to snap a quick photo to carry it with me. That sparkle seemed to be lost to the picture, so I started doing small watercolor sketches to try to capture what I was seeing. The sketches are rough and I often don't revisit them once I've shut my journal, but the process of painting these scenes seems to integrate them with me in some way. They've truly taught me the joy of process.