I used to carry my camera with me everywhere I went.
My father and I would go on photography adventures, driving somewhere simply to take pictures for hours and hours.
Over the years, my husband learned simply to pull the car over when I started yelling, "stop!" in the middle of a drive because I spotted the perfect blanket of light on a field.
I was even into the editing (digital). I joined the National Association of Photoshop Professionals and attended a conference up in Chicago.
And then I stopped.