It could be the beginning of a poem… or maybe it is just how involved I’ve become with looking at the markings of the branches against the sky. As the late afternoon sun set behind this graceful old fellow, I thought he easily won “beauty of the day”.
(My daughter now looks for something as we walk out of the classes together, too. She thought this was a good choice, and I think I should respect the wisdom of a 10 year-old!)
Downtown Brattleboro has many churches, but this one has been turned into a performance center named, aptly, “The Stone Church”. As twilight set in, the glow from inside the church contrasted with the snow outside and the cross-shaped statue. I stopped to take a photo after my daughter and my normal weekly outing to knitting and zumba class.
Many people on Facebook found this one kind of “Halloween like”. One called it “kind of gothic”.
I guess beauty really is in the eye of the beholder. I thought it was warm and comforting!
(And appreciate how pretty it is.)
I think I drive around my town without really seeing it. Today, I looked around more. Maybe it was because I knew I had to find something of beauty, and maybe I really thought perhaps yesterday’s photo was kind of lame. Really, I just sort of stumbled upon it, I didn’t perhaps spend as much time fully “appreciating” the beauty…
So I stopped at the Commons in downtown Brattleboro today, and I took this shot. It was cold, and I was in a hurry, so I admit I didn’t even get out of my vehicle.
But look what’s there: this lovely winter scene. Just waiting to be noticed!
It was just one of those days like all of us have.
But then I stopped. I saw this view of the church near my daughter’s school, set against this blue, blue sky today. I took a couple of quick shots with my cell phone (like almost all these photos are). “Beauty noted!” I said to myself.
And then, I continued to run.
I realize I have taken a shot of this steeple before. Today, it caught my eye out the window of the zumba classroom my daughter and I were in. I actually stopped to shoot before the light faded away, because it would have been too dark by the time the class finished.
I wonder what it means that I now stop what I’m doing to take photos of “beauty” when I see them? I used to have to think about it and look for it all day. Now, it just seems to be there all the time.
This is one of the little babies that was born on February 4th. Well, I think they were born on February 4th. But I couldn’t see them until they were hopping around in the cage with their mom. It’s so cold, at least five nights this month with temperatures around -20 F (-29 C)–actual air temperature–and more cold if you count in the windchill.
I am overjoyed to see that there babies–and that they are alive!
Now that they are moving, it seems our best choice is to bring them into the house, my husband agrees. So, four little baby bunnies and mommy bunny will be moving to our mudroom. I expect that they may make more “beauty of the day” entries!
Another cold and crisp day, another night of classes in the downtown. This church steeple downtown looks good all year–they even just held a major fundraising campaign to fix up the 100-year-old steeple. It was easy to see beauty in this one. My daughter liked it, too.