#NaPhoPoMo Day 2: The Way Your Mind Looks

Your living is determined not so much by what life brings to you as by the attitude you bring to life; not so much by what happens to you as by the way your mind looks at what happens.
— Khalil Gibran

This morning, I drove to the waste transfer station, unaffectionately known as "the rubbish dump".  Usually, I hold my breath, toss my trash bags and leave. Today was different. I saw a friend I hadn't seen in a while and we exchanged a hug, a kiss and a few words to confirm that we were both healthy and happy. 

After sending my garbage bags down the chute I turned to see the morning light, shining into the guard shed to the left of me. Someone sits there all day, in the heat or in the rain. We have no sleet or snow here, just trash to be transferred, rubbish to dump. 

Yet behind the little shed and its surrounding fence, there's a big beautiful tree, or three. There's a view of the ocean and the sky at the time, was a clean and clear blue. All I could see on the way home, were the blooming African Tulip trees and I came up with an old wive's tale of my own: Don't hold your breath, you'll miss seeing all that's beautiful around you.


During the month of November, as part of NaPhoPoMo, I intend to post at least one photo a day here. Sometimes with a little story, sometimes with only a caption, always in the hope of resisting the urge for it all to be perfect.

Photo: Leica  V-Lux, Camera+app.