I'll have more to say later about last night's Zachariah's Red-Eye Reunion. For now, I'll just tell you that it was, as expected, a musical and personal high point.
In less than five exhausting hours of photography I captured more than 600 frames. I'll be thrilled if 20 of them are keepers.
But that's not the point, really.
This annual gathering again reminded me that the heart of the Zachariah's family beats strong on both sides of the footlights. As good as the music is, the smiles and embraces are better.
Love flowed in torrents last night and into the wee hours. That's what I'll remember.
That's what remains. That's what sustains.
