Have you been given eyes that penetrate the surface, that see with the heart?
These pictures–an old, dilapidated, long-forgotten barn, and the door to a business no longer in service, haunt yet delight me. There’s intrinsic beauty in each but I can’t quite put my finger on why that is.
Do you agree or just think I’m crazy? I won’t think less of you if you disagree, but I’m thankful to see beauty in the ordinary, in the every day, in the forgotten…even in the broken.