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!
Today I was running everywhere. Work deadlines. Civic obligations. Kids’ school responsibilities.
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.
“Look up!” This is what I learned when I lived in Spain, as a college exchange student. I was always, continually, completely and totally… lost. I have no sense of direction, and Sevilla is full of curvy streets that lose even the best navigators.
Today I was cross country skiing with a friend who has seen my posts of “Beauty of the Day” on my personal Facebook page. But she wondered why I was doing this? Was it just a photography project, she asked?
I explained to her about Spain, and my life there. I told her how I really knew nothing about the language when I arrived, and how the mother of the family made fun of me for it. I explained how I spent far too much time searching for markings on the walls of the buildings, usually graffiti that was spray painted on in a haphazard fashion… or looking down, avoiding trash and dog droppings, making sure that I didn’t twist an ankle on the way to class on the uneven cobble stoned streets. I had very little money to spend, and I missed my family terribly. Although I was very determined that I’d never return home early, especially after my family had sacrificed for me to be able to go, my mood often matched the depressing streets I stared at.
One day–I don’t remember why–I finally looked up. The sky was a gorgeous shade of blue. And the giralda–a golden-colored statue that soars on the highest church tower there–glittered and shown. It was beautiful!
From that point on, whenever I find myself dwelling too long on the negatives, I remind myself to “look up”. Literally. Figuratively. Physically.
It always works, too.
Yesterday the sunrise; today the moon rising up at night. I should look at the moon more often, I think. It had a great glow to it, and it set off the outlines of the tree branches as well. Quite striking.
Great sunrise outside my window on my porch this morning. Starting the morning with beauty of the day: what can get be better than that?
Chickadees again! Love these little guys.
It’s another cold, stark day here in southern Vermont. I don’t know if this photo is all that “beautiful”, to be honest. It won “beauty of the day” because it matches the day.
I have a friend who loves the starkness, with her favorite month of the year being November. I tell her, very honestly, that I’m very glad to have her in my life. If it weren’t for her, I would not be trying to find the beauty in the trees’ shape and the harsh outlines made against the sky.
But she’s right: there is a certain feeling that this starkness evokes, a certain cleansing…. even if I do find myself more and more impatient to see the green hills again!
Today seemed like two different days when I looked two different directions. I couldn’t help but to post both of them as “beauty of the day” for today–just because they were so diverse!
Know what this is? It’s an ornamental cabbage–from last fall, frozen stuck in its window box.
But it’s still pretty. It doesn’t smell all that great… but it still looks good!
I would not have gone over to look at it, if it weren’t for this New Year’s resolution, either!
OK, my family thinks that this does NOT deserve “beauty of the day”. They all now have lots of opinions about what is good–and what is not. They think this is just bark on a tree.
And they are right: it is.
But look how it is peeling. And how it has lots of colors.
I know: I have not convinced you, either. Still, it is different, and I would not have noticed it if I had not made this silly New Year’s resolution (13 days late!).