Sometimes something captures my imagination and I see something extraordinary in the ordinary. While waiting for the bus this morning on a very grey, foggy and wet start to the day, I noticed this old rusty gate by the church yard that I stand next to each morning while waiting for my transport to arrive. The droplets of water hanging onto the spiders web which had weaved into the curves of the rusty gate, along with the grave stones in the background. This image made my heart sing.
It's amazing how different something looks when you see the extraordinary within.
Never take things for granted.