Surprised

I took this shot several days ago from my window. It's funny. I've lived here for 9 years, and somehow, in all that time, I managed to miss this view. Was it that I'd never stopped to look for long enough? Was it that I was always trying to capture something more "interesting" or "exciting"? Was I so jaded with the mundane that I never noticed the light, the branches, the sheer poetry of it all?

Sad, how we travel all around the world to see "better" nature and "better" architecture and "better" beauty, when we don't even notice the beauty in our own backyards.

Love, Oksana