If I do say so myself, I took a pretty good picture.
I hadn’t planned to though; I left work, took the same route home, but today, in front of me, propped against a cool blue western sky was this puff of cloud shaped like an anvil. It reminded me a little of a thunderstorm cloud, although this one didn’t look like it had that kind of punch to it. I can’t say exactly what struck me about the cloud, whether it was the shape, the color, or all of the above. All I knew was that it was striking and I needed to capture its image.
I’ve been doing this a lot more lately. A couple of weeks ago, I’d seen a stunning sugar maple on the way home. I pulled over, stopped the car, walked across the street and took a few pictures with my phone. I’m sure the neighbors wondered what I was doing, but I just needed to capture it.
I’m not trying to turn myself into the next Ansel Adams, it’s more I’ve learned to stop and look around me. I spend so much of my day at a computer or on my phone or trying to decompress from the workday or driving to and from work that it’s easy to walk around in a haze with blinders on.
It’s been good for me to take those blinders off and look around. It’s too easy to take for granted such simple, yet beautiful, things, and I don’t ever want to do that.