A friend-of-a-friend on Facebook posts the most
fascinating photos—shots he takes of things he sees on his morning walk to Peet’s
Coffee (somewhere in Maryland, I’m a little vague on the particulars). Interesting
patterns and textures—frozen puddles, shadows of tree branches and leaves
against a wall, barely sprouting plants.
I always pause to really look at them, because
they’re beautiful and mundane all at once. And they remind me that that beauty
is all around us—if we care to look for it.
So the other day, as I was walking over to
Whole Foods, mind chattering on at a rate of knots as usual, and paying no
attention to the world around me, I stopped suddenly as a pattern of shadows
penetrated my oblivion.
I looked, hauled out the camera that I used to
deploy daily on my morning walks around The Valley They Call Silicon, and took
the shot:
And then I looked beyond the stretch with the
trees and saw a different pattern, just waiting patiently to be appreciated:
Today I’m grateful for the example of Barry and
all his beautiful photos, reminding me that Maryland, Virginia, California—possibly
even Iowa—there are wonders in the mundane, if I only choose to find them.
Thank you so much!!...for the long shout-out, and even more for the beautiful pictures. I'm so pleased that, not only are you appreciating what I've seen, but you've gotten inspired to see things in the same vein.
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