That is wonderful.
From, http://time.com/37534/into-the-light-w-eugene-smiths-walk-to-paradise-garden/
...He followed his children. He watched, and waited. And then, right in front of him, he saw it unfold. Pat saw something in the clearing, he grasped Juanita by the hand and they hurried forward. While I followed my children into the undergrowth and the group of taller trees—how they were delighted at every little discovery!—and observed them, I suddenly realized that at this moment, in spite of everything, in spite of all the wars and all I had gone through that day, I wanted to sing a sonnet to life and to the courage to go on living it. . . .
This 1946 photograph waa taken before I was born yet I saw repeatedly in my early childhood as well as in later years. It, to this day retains the same wonder as when I first saw it.