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[kenny]

It could be something as seemingly mundane a Parsnip.

Maybe it's the artist in me, but sometimes I enjoy noticing certain ordinary things, like the rhythm of the windshield wipers in the rain, the sound of wind in trees, a facial expression.

Sometimes when the ordinary is pointed out, it becomes extraordinary.
The late painter Edward Hopper did this, in spades.
I bet countless people passed by this ordinary scene without noticing it.

 

[MissGotRocks]

I am not an artist, but I find the older I get, the more I am able to slow down and absorb things. They may not have meant as much to me in my younger years but are somewhat fascinating now.

 

[Ionysis]

I am not an artist, but I find the older I get, the more I am able to slow down and absorb things. They may not have meant as much to me in my younger years but are somewhat fascinating now.

Wow I wish that was true for me. The older I get the faster life seems to fly by in a manic whirl. I hope it slows down soon!

 

[MissGotRocks]

Wow I wish that was true for me. The older I get the faster life seems to fly by in a manic whirl. I hope it slows down soon!

Yes, time does fly but I think I am finally able to stop and smell the roses a bit more these days. There was a time in my life I probably wouldn’t have even noticed the roses - let alone smell them - lol!

 

[missy]

It could be something as seemingly mundane a Parsnip.

Maybe it's the artist in me, but sometimes I enjoy noticing certain ordinary things, like the rhythm of the windshield wipers in the rain, the sound of wind in trees, a facial expression.

Sometimes when the ordinary is pointed out, it becomes extraordinary.
The late painter Edward Hopper did this, in spades.
I bet countless people passed by this ordinary scene without noticing it.

Stunning.
During our walk today I saw this and thought of Hopper as it reminds me of one of his paintings