As I noticed the deadline for our 30-minutes approaching, I made plans in my head about what I would do. I thought about taking a trip to a city and capturing our time there. I envisioned big buildings and crowded streets met with wide-eyed little ones as we explored new surroundings. I foresaw experiences that would be so different than our usual vast landscapes and natural surroundings. It would be big and beautiful and different. It was going to be so cool.
However, life happens, plans are lost somewhere between life and sleep, and what was supposed to be perfect never actually happens.
I was a little bummed as began sorting through my September pictures. There were no city streets and big buildings. There was nothing different.
No, there was nothing different, but there was plenty spectacular. It’s true, my hard drive is filled with images of us, all of us, existing in our natural world. Vast landscapes and discovery are our norm. I wouldn’t have it any other way.
On this particular evening, we were driving home from a day away and decided to pull over for a bit just to chill out and relax. What we may lack in cultural experiences, we make up for with an ability to find joy in our simple surroundings.
We do dirt and earth well. . .
I guess what I learned (or I was reminded) is that I don’t have to create moments to be spectacular. The spectacular is already there–I just have to have the eyes to see it.