July 22… I took a short cut through an old alleyway and paused in the shade. A vine growing from a crack in the bricks caught my eye and reminded me that I often see beauty when I calm my spirit and slow my vision from darting here and there and simply see what is in the quiet.

“With an eye made quiet by the power of harmony, and the deep power of joy, we see into the life of things.”

― William Wordsworth