I like that. I like that because when it looks desolate, maybe it's because there's something I'm supposed to see.
Yesterday, I leave my house to walk to pick the girls up from school. It's 2:15 PM, and here I am, trudging through my own bleak landscape. I take my camera because I'm learning photography. It's nearly winter. Few leaves hang on the trees like lovers not ready to depart. There's a desperation in the air and a sadness as I crunch all these dead leaves under my feet. Everything mourns. But then, I remember the feature on this old camera called "Digital Macro." I fumble with the camera, punch the button, and look around--differently this time.
I rest a minute in the stillness of it all. It feels like flair to be a grown woman stretched out on her stomach on the ground like this with her hands propped up to steady an old camera.
What else can I find out here? What beautiful thing awaits?
All of a sudden, the view isn't barren. It's absolutely abundant.
|Autumn Berries of Richest Red|
This grim landscape has gifts to offer.
And even in the starkest landscape, there's more than enough.
|Yellow Berries with Blue Sky|