Sometime in the past several months, I realized that I had, in all the craziness of home searching, stopped taking photos of those little moments of delight that appeared in my days. I hadn’t really stopped noticing them, but I hadn’t been recording them. And I think, the act of recording them makes it a bit more intentional to keep my eyes and heart open to what delight there is in the world.
I’ve written and shared about delight before many times (you can read them here) but as a reminder, I believe that our lives are full of moments of surprise and joy that add up to delight. Sometimes they are big things but often they are the small things and often we totally miss them if we are not paying attention. It has been my practice for some time to be more aware of those moments. Taking photos of them helps to be more intentional about it.
I restarted taking my delight photos in August, right in the midst of major moving activities. I use my phone camera to take the photos, in an effort to keep it simple.
It’s more about noticing the delight than creating a work of art. The work of art is in the moment itself.
What’s more, when they are on my phone, I don’t really look at them until it’s time to write a post like this. Then I get an additional dose of delight when I look back through the photos on my phone and re-delight at all those moments.