Pinkhouse

I never saw this house before. Although I've been walking past here many times before, I didn't see it. Makes me wonder what else I'm missing, if I can't even notice a whole house. A big, pink one too. At least I should have noticed the nice gate, or the lack of gardening. But no. On my next walk I'll use another strategy. No more looking straight ahead, listening to musik through my earphones, rather listen to the music in the real sounds around me. Look at the color of the moss on the rocks. Smell the wet leaves on the ground. Less heartrate walking, more rating the beauty of it.