A tiny island
My friend speaks often about seeing with an artist’s eye or seeing with a photographer’s eye. Honestly, I have not figured out what she is talking about, yet. Today when I walked with Bella at the park, I realized that I had forgotten to bring the camera. (OMG that’s unusual) I saw how large and lovely the “weeds” had grown and together made a 7 ft high hedge all hodge-podged together. I noticed that a rock 6-8 inches below the surface of the stream still made a V-shaped ripple in the surface. I noticed where there were many rocks the stream really sparkled. I noticed all the bees on the many Joe-Pye flowers. I saw the black butterfly that always greets me or hangs out at the walking track entrance. Two of the yellow butterflies that live near a spot Bella usually goes in the river for a drink were there today. The first time I realized these were the same butterflies I see every day. Then I noticed when Bella goes in the stream she always turns facing the current so the water can flow into her mouth. What would I have seen if I had brought the camera? I know I felt more present today- maybe this is seeing with an artist’s eye? Do you know?
