Lara — I've been your best friend since the third week of university, when you came and sat in the window of the library at dusk instead of staying inside under the fluorescents, and I thought: here is someone who understands how light works. You have always known what the right light looks like. You have always chosen it — in where you sit, in what you photograph, in what you wait for. I think James understood that about you very early, and I think that is why he waited for the rose garden at the right hour. He found the exact right light for you. That is not a small thing. That is a man who has been paying very close attention. I love you both. The photos from that evening are, by some margin, the most beautiful I have ever seen of you, and you have been photographed in good light before. — Cecily, who built this wall, who will be there for all of it

