Photography is teaching me to really observe and find the beautiful in the ordinary. I believe I could go almost anywhere and zoom in (STS–I can’t technically do that with my dumb-cellcam) on something extraordinary amidst the mundane. I don’t have the tools or the techniques, but I see things that jump out and never get old or boring (unlike myself).
Here is our same old garden, after the storm. Bees are everywhere, pollinating, and flower colors explode. Note the grape clusters hanging from electric wires overhead.