Late afternoon
the day after Thanksgiving.
There is quiet now
between visitors.
The family naps.
It is a moment
to pause,
reflect,
wonder.

After 70-plus degree days,
the wind is sharp.
I feel it in the rooms
too.
I take to the chair
next to the fig tree
in the bedroom,
inviting the sun
to warm a chill.
The green leaves are so beautiful
in the sunshine,
I decide to try to capture
the greens and yellows
in a photograph.
My cell phone is handiest.
I take the shot.
The cell phone camera lens
turns sun beams
into red flower petals.

Astonished,
I fetch the camera
and take a second shot.
It captures only
what I can see.

Who knew
it was time—
or even possible—
to see the world
differently?