The lure of photography teaches the rustle of moments. An iPhone nurtures creativity all its own.
What else enlivens from the bubbles and papyrus?
The reflection from a dew globe searches the rose nearby. Or is it a butterfly primping?
Moments stretch the power of the senses and shrink the need for perfection.
The tease of the unknown intrigues.
Like photography, writing does not require a definite subject or something to say. Rambling attracts words through imagery.
The process brings a novelty to light or permits a perception into existence.
In the ordinary, discovery slants, catapults, or somersaults perspective.
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