It’s so perfect, it looks like a painting.

I hadn’t expected such a bounty of grapes.

To pile rocks is so intrinsically human.

This plant just won’t give up.

Somewhere behind these clouds, the sun is up.

This beach find is remarkable.

I mean, just look at that face.

All these years and I never noticed.

My cereal is being profound this morning.

The bright gleam above the dome catches my eye.

Moments like these are why I write this column.

You know we had to walk this trail.