Many photographers see the beauty in grand vistas.
For some reason still unknown to me but certainly known to the Lord, I see beauty in the crazy ordinary things in my day.
I love washing dishes. I don’t love drying them but I can always just let the air do that job. No, I find washing dishes to be a calming and contemplative job, especially as I can look out the window over the sink and see the back garden with it’s always varying landscape.
And often Max “doin’ a dukie”.
But I digress.
The sun has been in and out today and as I was doing dishes it shown down into the sink and the dishes and just seemed beautiful to me.
Oh man, I am odd.