These things, these things were here and but the beholder / Wanting; (GM Hopkins, in Hurrahing in Harvest)
My camera and I love discovering, from day to day, how much there is around us to enjoy and appreciate.
Abel Smith Street, on my regular route into the central city, has some of my favourite spots for finding something refreshing and delightful.
All this, which is strange
and new, is merely what was
here already — here,
always here, but ignored — as
if hiding, invisible.