I look at every single one of the images in my library as a canvas where something magic might be hiding. It isn't often though... that I decide to edit a single image in three different ways... especially when the photograph isn't spectacular to begin with. But I have learned over time, to train my artistic eye to see these diamonds in the rough. As a result, what was once dull, flat, and uninteresting, becomes eye catching, vibrant and alive, with just a little bit of imagination. I think it's that same spark in me that allows me to take an old run down house, and turn it into a home. Somewhere in the depths of me, I know it's because I believe that everything is beautiful when viewed through the lens of gratefulness. I'd like to go back to this place, on a beautiful sunny day and take better photographs. But the stormy days can be beautiful in their own way too, can't they? I find them full of the kind of passion and drama that makes one linger.