Ordinary Things


I started this blog a couple of years ago to, as my tagline reads, find the beauty in ordinary things. A while ago, I lost site of that purpose. I thought that unless I was traveling the world and posting images of far away places, I was somehow failing as a photographer. Failing to grow and branch out. Failing to catch the eye of Lonely Planet or National Geographic so I could abandon my job in favor of more glamorous prospects.

Sometimes, we become so familiar with our surroundings that they become unremarkable, maybe even ugly. My challenge this year, to myself and to anyone else who feels uninspired, is to look at your home with the eyes of a tourist. Pretend you’ve never been there before. What might you see that you’ve missed? There are no magical locations around the globe, only ordinary people with a talent for finding the beauty around them. In 2013, let’s allow ourselves to become enchanted with the places we call home.

A Flower Falls

A flower falls, even though we love it; and a weed grows, even though we do not love it.  ~Dogen

There’s something about Jess’s wilted flowers that I have grown to appreciate.   They’re a gentle reminder of the capacity of the heart to heal despite the greatest hurts – that new life can grow from death.

And when it does, we learn to rip the weeds from the flowerbed before they choke the roses.