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  • "In the right light, at the right time, everything is extraordinary." Aaron Rose

    It's all about having the right lens though, isn't it?

    I took this photo at the end of an ordinary Sunday - no dramas, deep revelations or particularly mindblowing inspiration, just perspiration - our kids were out of town (a rare occurrence) and we opted to stay at home and get some chores done. A good and solid day spent working outside and ending with an impromptu glass of wine with friends who had bicycled over. Nothing special, nothing romantic, boring one could even argue. Undeniably ordinary, to be sure. That is, until the light changed.

    I paused on my way back into the house to notice the sunlight catch the phlox petals just so. It suddenly occurred to me how different, impossible even, a day like this would have been with even just one factor thrown off kilter - the weather, other obligations or worse... how at any given moment our luck or situation could drastically change, making a day like this a fond memory or hoped for dream rather than an ordinary expectation.

    For a moment, as I looked at that pink, at that light, I felt blinded - struck dumb not by the sun but by my own idiocy, at my own common, petty grievances around issues of work and adult responsibility in general. Whiney, whine, whine - it is the curse of our generation I sometimes think, the notion that life is supposed to be all about the superlatives - the most fun! the best! the totally unique! We race to get there and report about it before anyone else does - oh how our itchy fingers love to hit that publish button.

    I walked over to the phlox with my camera. "Wake up woman - you are one of the lucky ones!" the petals seemed be saying to me.

    Extra(gratitude for the)ordinary. My lens was corrected, indeed. I could see it all clearly, and in that moment, I could see the light in everything.
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