Sometimes it is the simplest things that feed my sense of wonder. A dry desert bush suddenly alive with color. A bird's nest. The thoughtfulness of a child. Sometimes I have to allow myself to take the time to get distracted, to be amazed, to stop and take a photo of some seemingly insignificant moment.
A wonderland of rocks alive with the fresh color of blooming creosote bushes.
A work of art. Springtime gusts relocate a bird's nest.
An unexpected and most thoughtful gift from a small friend. Just because.
It's the simple things...