I was somewhere near Tumacácori and on this particular day the weather was absolutely perfect; sunny, warm, with the the occasional cool spring breeze leaving one’s body free of all discomfort and placing the mind in an artistic space, and the eye in an artistic direction. When this happens for me, I begin to see frames around various objects before me and decisions are made as to what objects are to be inside the frame, and what objects should be left outside the frame. These are not my decisions. I take no credit for them. It is something else that guides hand and eye…something that one should always trust.