It happens frequently—I’m in a hurry prepping dinner, and I'm suddenly struck by the beauty in front of me. I have to stop to admire the color, pattern, or texture of whatever vegetable is sitting on the cutting board. Then I have to locate my camera, and carry my subject into the studio for the correct lighting, and before I know it, I’ve drifted off into a world where my eyes are wide open and my stomach is irrelevant. My husband is a patient man who does a lot of his own creative drifting, so he understands. And my delightful distraction never affects the quality of our meal!