I was at Wheeler Peak in Nevada to photograph Bristlecone Pines. As I was hiking to the trees on the mountain I noticed some beautiful Columbine flowers along a creek. The light was perfect; overcast and no wind. I sat in the flower patch and lost all sense of time. I was the flower patch and it was me. Moments like this happen often for the Nature photographer. It’s what we love so much in loosing ourselves in the moment. When we are in that moment, there is no time - no future, no past, just the moment.