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. Like 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.