Over the yearsI have come to realize it is not easy being a photographer’s wife.  You see, us photographers, correction, I love to talk photography.  Of course it is my wife who gets to hear me spout off about f-stops shutters speeds, aperture settings, theory of thirds, composition and that all important subject, “the light”.  I can’t help myself as a nature photographer I spend a lot of time by myself wander the countryside.  So when she comes home from a long day of meetings and decision making she is forced to listen to my photographic rantings.  She smiles and acts interested but I can tell when her eyes gloss over that she really doesn’t understand what I am saying.  It is not that my wife is uninterested in my photography or not supportive of me, its just she doesn’t understand the nuances of photography.  She likes taking pictures with a point and shoot camera.  She enjoys tagging along when I go out into the field.  She just doesn’t want to live photography for twenty-four …