At Window | East Wenatchee, WA | 2017
Mediocre tacos on a plastic tray atop a scratched Formica tabletop in a past-its-prime Mexican restaurant. Yeesh. But I hardly had time to pity myself because the swish of sunlit grasses in the window lightened my mood. A west wind twirled the stalks — like golden flames — in a day’s-end dance of flora and photons. How did such splendor find its way to this dismal place? How did the universe know to blend these elements right now for an afternoon show? I watched and wondered if we walk unseeing through similar spectacle throughout the day. Maybe magnificence surrounds us, but we simply aren’t aware. I promised to pay more attention. And you know what? Those tacos weren’t nearly as bad as I first thought.
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