I find that beauty lies in the details.
In the way rust slowly forms over the metal finishings in the garden.
The way the little spiders make their cobwebs over the unused pots and the mismatched jars.
The way the light catches Sasha's nose as she stares out into the sky, potentially thinking about whether or not she'll get a treat today.
The way the wind moves so silently and how it gently rocks the leaves back and forth.
I find that by looking for the details, you can slow down time.
You see, I'm always in a rush, I'm always off doing something and even if I'm being lazy and sitting on the couch I'm on my phone, or watching TV, or keeping my mind so preoccupied that before I know it the day is over. Technology has sped us up and I'm starting to see how damaging that is.
This morning I spent 10 minutes taking photos of the garden.
It felt like an hour.
I looked for the details.
I looked for the dust settling on the tabletops and the dew falling off the flowers into the dirt below.
I can't remember the last time I took the time to do that, to just look.