I was scrolling through my camera roll the other day and realized I have pictures of the most random things.
A street sign.
Vegetables.
A giant tree.
A purse shaped like an old telephone.
Apparently, I collect little things that interrupt my hurry long enough for me to notice them.
And once I notice them, I want to keep them.
Little reminders of things that made me stop.
Things that made me smile.
Things that made me look up.
I think that’s what these pictures are…..
Little interruptions.
Little pauses.
Permission to notice beautiful, ordinary things.







Maybe that’s why I take so many pictures.
Not to remember everything.
Just the things that interrupted my hurry.
The things that made me stop.
The things that made me smile.
The things that made me look up.
The things that gave me permission to notice beautiful, ordinary things. 🧡
