...ordinary...

seeing things in the ordinary.

getting down to its level.

studying it.

pulling the camera to my eye.

looking through the lens.

taking a leap of faith.

and shooting.

it is that simple to me.

i am that simple.

i don't need big and flashy.

that has never been me.

i am a warm soft breeze that carries the dandelion wisp.

i am the robin that comes in december and sings it's song as beautifully

as it does in the spring.

i am a stream that gently flows over the rocks making its 

rough edges smooth.

i am the butterfly floating to the vibrant flower petal.

i am the note that lingers in the air after a powerful song.

i am.

i will always...

just BE.

robin.