No Ordinary Moments

Breezer and I were out on Nose Hill one ordinary summer evening. We ran along our usual route and Breezer had his usual stop & sniff at the radio hut. Even though it seemed like an ordinary moment, I gave in to the that little voice, took this quick shot, and we moved on.

When I looked at this image for the first time on the monitor I understood why I was compelled to take it - look at all the parallels! Breezer’s curled tail is mirrored by the bend of conduit at the top of the pole; the 2 pieces of duct tape on the pole mimic the lines along the siding; the painted grasses on the building mimic the real grass in front of it; the pole on the left was once a tree opposite the painted tree on the wall. Can you find more?

Dan Millman was right, there are No Ordinary Moments.