Perspective

Truth is stranger than fiction today. I could not have invented this perspective or texture. All I had to do was look up as I took shelter from the rain. And look through the glass awning at the looming city stretching off into the sky.

I saw a Monarch Butterfly trying to fly through a glass building. It thought the reflection was the sky. I hope it finds its way.

I was so great to come home and find so many wonderful comments. So supportive, warm and nurturing. I value them all.

I love how we see things in each other's images that we, the creators don't see.

And once again it's so late I don't think I can comment very much....