In And Out The Window

It’s an old maxim that “where you stand depends on where you sit.”  We see this, and maybe think “cute butt” or “oh to be young and flexible” or even “did he know she had that camera pointed at his posterior?”

But he’s seeing

all that.  And maybe thinking “those 11th century dudes certainly knew about location, location, location.”  Or possibly even ”who the heck terraced that entire hillside?”

While they see nothing at all, never did, never will.

The more I see here the more I’m longing to see.  The more I learn the more I bow under the weight of how much there is to be learned.  I’m waiting for the magic window to open, and not bending over anywhere in camera range.

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