A few weeks ago, I spent the morning at the Sacramento Zoo with my camera. It was the first time I can remember going alone—no kids to entertain or wrangle. It allowed me to wander slowly, linger when I wanted to, and wait for light. I spent a long time waiting for the lion to open his eyes, for the orangutan to come out of his little house in the back, and for the red panda to wake up. It felt magical to just wait for an animal to move, to time my camera to their breath, and to be still.