I took this photo at a remote Inn near Abiquiu because I loved the rich golden hues of the peeled cottonwood posts in the saturated New Mexican sunshine.
But then the flowers drew my attention. Appearing fragile, they stretch out, holding the posts apart.
I am reminded that life, in its very gentleness, can be intensely powerful.
What happens every day is what’s surprising.
The treasure’s never where I look to find it, but where I simply look–the sky, the wind, a sunrise,
a silver arc, the moment’s chance.
~Ursula le Guin~