I captured this scene as the sun was slowly setting behind the mountain in my hometown. This barn is located about a mile away from the house I lived in until I was eighteen, and I've passed it countless times, yet I don't recall it ever standing out to me back then. Now that I'm into photography, I'm noticing all kinds of beautiful things where previously I just would pass right by. Which begs the question, even in my heightened state of awareness, how much beauty am I still not noticing?
"Live quietly in the moment and see the beauty of all before you. The future will take care of itself."