On a frigid winter night, I pulled into our driveway, my two boys snug and warm in their car seats behind me. As I turned off the engine, Danny gasped when he saw the luminous full moon high above our neighbor’s roof: “Mommy! Look at the moon! Can I hold it, please?”

This was a night I was grateful to have my camera in the car with me. I promised him that although I couldn’t lift him high enough to hold the moon, I would indeed take a picture for all of us to keep. I snuck onto my neighbor’s lawn for a better view and, with my telephoto lens, managed to capture “our” moon.

I created this collage to reflect the magic a child sees in the night sky, and the wonder that prompts him to want to hold that glorious full moon in his hands. We all have our dreams, but sometimes we need the imagination of a child to remind us of what they are.