Growing up in Wisconsin, we would find wild asparagus growing on the side of the road.
I always had a good eye for it.
The secret is not being too close.
Like every piece of art there's an ideal distance to appreciate it at.
Asparagus in the wild is the same way.
I thought about that today walking past the passion fruit vines.
The best way to see the fruits ripen from green to purple is by stepping away.
There's probably an ideal distance for everything in life.
And none of them are the same.
Being in front of the camera for anything detailed is strange.
I suppose riding horses would feel odd again for reasons all the same.
Get back on that bicycle thing.
Today is going to be a great day!
