Sometimes I draw inspiration from nature, like many artists do. Other times, I snap spontaneous photos—people on the street, at the mall when I’m traveling, walking my dog, or simply while sipping my morning coffee. Honestly, the phone camera might be one of the best inventions ever. Through its lens, I can capture tiny moments that might otherwise slip away—images, impressions, or feelings that remind me how lucky I am to experience them.
One morning, I came across a few withered leaves scattered across the lawn. The sun had just started to rise, casting a soft golden warmth over the grass. The morning dew had turned to frost, shimmering for only a brief moment before melting away. Within minutes, it was gone—like it had never existed. And yet, I felt so grateful to have been there, to see that quiet beauty before it disappeared.
