~Lincoln and the Civil War In the Diaries and Letters of John Hay selected by Tyler Dennett (Da Capo Press, 1988), p. 143. (New York, NY)
My dear friend, The Georgia Peach, tells me that I am gifted in that I find all manner of people adorable and winsome...no matter if they aren't. It is true that most of the time I find people beautiful and fascinating...even in the most mundane occasions...or should I say, especially in the most mundane of occasions.
Yes, irresistible to me is a genuine heart-however raw or gritty or misguided. These hearts are the vulnerable. These are the valuable. These are the oft overlooked...washing dishes, walking on a road, riding a bicycle, sitting in grass, giving a fishing lesson...
This week's photo: Common People, Uncommon Beauty was taken in Oregon on an ordinary weekday afternoon with an ordinary sun shining overhead and ordinary earth beneath the feet of this ordinary father giving his daughter a fishing lesson. And that, my friends, is what is so completely winning and uncommonly beautiful to me.
I am sure his wife has washed and folded those pants more times than she's counted. I am sure those tennis shoes were put on one foot at a time. I am sure the little girl has worn that skirt before. I am sure the light has hit the water like that on many a sunny afternoon. I am sure the breeze that drew its fingers through the little girl's hair was not exceptionally noticeable.
Again, this is why I have directed my obsessive compulsive condition into photography and why I am so macro obsessed...I am trying to notice everything...because it's all so fascinating...
I am so thankful to have been given life here on this beautiful, ordinary earth...to be surrounded by beautiful, ordinary family...to have beautiful, ordinary friends...to work a common, ordinary job...to live this common, ordinary day...today. May I always be thankful.
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