I may be crazy … or maybe bags of ice are beautiful

Something strange is happening. I don’t know what it is, or what it means yet, but I think it’s good.

Texture of Roof

I stood on the city footpath looking at the building across the street. It’s an older building – two or three stories – with a terracotta roof. I saw the light and shadow, and the pattern of the tiles in the sunlight. Beautiful. Completely ordinary. But somehow beautiful.

A sparrow landed on top of a nearby sign, perched for a moment, and flew away. Beautiful. Completely ordinary. But somehow beautiful.

I sat on the bus passing bags of ice stacked neatly in a service station freezer. Beautiful. Completely ordinary. But somehow beautiful.

Maybe I’m going a little nuts. Or maybe, just maybe, I’m really starting to see.

Image courtesy of akeeris / FreeDigitalPhotos.net

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