We are told to let our light shine, and if it does, we won’t need to tell anybody it does. Lighthouses don’t fire cannons to call attention to their shining – they just shine.
~ Dwight L. Moody.
It may not be a real lighthouse, but it reminds me of one. It also reminds me of how important lighthouses are, both the real and the metaphorical.
I’m entranced by the magic of capturing a moment in time. Photography is one of the few ways we have of stopping time, of capturing a special moment forever. Our memories are another. There are so many beautiful things in this world, many of which quietly wait for their turn in the spotlight, for their turn to be noticed. So many never have that moment. I think that is why macro photography delights me so. Most people can see the big picture, they can see the sunset, the mountain ranges. But how many see the way the sunlight delicately shines on the petals of a tiny native flower. How many see the individual plants, rocks and the refracted light that make those mountain ranges so special?
I love finding those tiny glimpses of eternal, natural beauty that most other people pass by without so much as a glance. For me, beauty is in the details. Not things that are big and showy, but in the special and very rare things that grace this world. I don’t think beauty is solely in the eye of the beholder, I think it is also in the heart of the beholder. The most beautiful things in this world are those that most people never see. And that is where photography, macro photography, seduces me. It highlights and celebrates those tiny, beautiful and elusive details.
