Hearts in Atlantis

My heart was already pounding from my sprint up the cliff path back to the main trail. It didn't help my heart rate any when I got back to the chapel and found that LC wasn't at the rendezvous point. I looked without success for a note she might have left and then spent anxious minutes trying to raise her on her mobile. Where could she have gone? Ahead to Oia or back the way we had already come?

Photography Link of the Day:

I'm a tremendous admirer of Vanessa Winship's The Black Sea project. The people in her photographs are so unselfconscious of the camera, it's like she isn't there or that the people she photographs accept her as one of their own.

The ability to connect to people and be accepted by them must be the key to great photography like this. I don't find this human touch easy, so much of my photography is landscape.