nipping at the heels of imperfection
Perfection rarely exists in nature. At least perfection in the way that most of us define it: flawless.
When I looked at this photo, I thought “ugh, I didn’t notice that the leaves had been chewed on when I snapped it.” Forgetting, of course, to see the beauty of the light.
But I’m working on it. The older I get, the less I strive to be a perfectionist. It’s a silly goal anyway, because, of course, you never get there. And you waste so much energy in the trying.
And so here it is, my beautifully imperfect photo filled with perfectly perfect dappled light and imperfectly chewed on leaves.
I bet the bug that chewed on them thought they were perfectly delicious.
It all comes down to perspective.
Don’t you think?
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