Sometimes, you are faced with beauty every day, and yet, you don't see it.
Until you stop and notice.
I hate the location of my office: it's in the middle of nowhere, with few buildings in site. At the far end of a dead-end road, it seems remote. Isolated.
But on certain days, I see that it is surrounded by beauty. It takes a beautiful autumn day, when the leaves seem to explode in vivid colour. Or, on a winter's day, when the snow settles on the evergreen boughs, when frost paints the branches of the distant, bare trees.
Stop and notice the beauty in front of you. What do you see?