When we were traveling around Big Bend NP, we took great delight in finding these cacti with a purple color. I really wanted to get a picture of this cactus with Santa Elena Canyon in the (distant) background. So much so that as I was positioning myself, I backed into a cactus. Which was startling but not particularly painful. Unfortunately, as I was pulling a needle out of my backside, I got a small piece wedged under my fingernail. That was excruciatingly painful. I had to trim my nail all the way back to get the remnant out.
I’m struck by how strong (and strange) that memory is, and the contrast with the beauty of the photo. Even the smallest of details matter.