for the love of a good book...

It was a cold, gray, wintery day.  

But he was there, in that tree, reading a book. 

 Wanting to be outside, wanting to read.  

Being a boy, as every boy should be.

The photography is not great, but the story is.  

He is.  

She is, for encouraging him and fostering a love of books. 

I love books, I love him. 

I love her, and what she does for him.  

And I love these photos.