Everywhere I go I find myself savoring the details more than the big picture.
This last trip I stopped arguing with myself and allowed myself to rejoice in the pleasure of being close up.
And oh, the delicious details I found!
Stone scrolls circling like a snail's back...
...silvery little fresh anchovies in a fish market.
Details that vanish immediately in a shimmer of water.
And more gorgeous metalwork than I'd dreamed of.
Oh, yes, details are beautiful things.
I love carved stone.
Anything architectural.
Old stuff.
Joy truly is in the details.
Don't you agree?
