Sometimes I catch myself looking at the city with fresh new eyes. I suppose it depends on my mood, or the way the light has kissed a particular building. Yet other times I am awoken by the beauty of a particular colour, like this pink with the navy accent. All of a sudden the camera's on the building disappear and so does the reality of what is hidden behind its walls and all I notice are the two birds perched a top watching traffic go by and the intricate details and inlay of the brick.
Everything has its beauty, but not everyone sees it. -tM