What I especially like about this shot is it's almost stained glass feel yet with a softness of the colors. I took it in the Conservatory at Longwood Gardens in Pennsylvania. I had been setting up a shot of an orchid. I looked through my viewfinder, saw this image and was absolutely blown away. I clicked. This kind of experience of seeing a view through my camera's viewfinder that I did not expect and that I really like is happening more frequently. It feels like pure gift. It's one of those times, as Dewitt Jones suggests, you yell at the top of your lungs, "Thank you!" I wonder if it would happen more often if I were more open to it.
What happens in your life that feels like pure gift? How do you express thanks? How do you stay open to such experiences? How many times each day, each week do we miss the gift?