Home feels like this:
Lawrence in October,
orange leaves fiery against blue sky,
criss-crossing paths for a few days out of the year.
Appreciating the in-betweens seemed easier in Europe. Here I tend to move with calculation: settling into routes that are fastest, most efficient, most effective.
This summer, I rode high-speed trains and walked quickly but traveled with a spirit of slower awe, observing intensely the things around me, intending to see in a way that would do the surrounding beauty justice.
Noticing is an art, and art is rooted in practice. I’m still learning to see well.
A note to self:
Look up and around, notice.
Make observations of beauty part of your everyday.
Savor the in-betweens.