I can’t say for certain how or when my life view changed. Maybe it happened as I started journaling life via the blog, or looking through the lens of my camera. Maybe it even started many years ago as I rocked a sleepy child to bed, or took note of the nurturing beauty in a home cooked meal. A slow turning over of my soul began to happen. Suddenly the most ordinary things became sacred to me. I started seeing beauty in the most mundane objects – a chandelier caught on film, the contrast of freshly turned earth with the bright green of new growth, the citrus scented spray as I peeled an orange. The thing is, once I started looking at life this way I noticed that the world is overflowing with tiny miraculous things. I’ve seen this over and over again in the pictures my flickr friends post. Occasionally I’ve commented to one or another that they should make prints of their pictures, and give them as gifts or offer them for sale. Usually they are of quite ordinary objects, but seen in a profound way. I was lucky enough to receive a few prints just like this from Leslie. See for yourself!