Sometimes when I am out running errands, (and usually when I am late), I stumble across a place so magical it looks like it belongs in a fairy tale or in one of the books from my childhood, and I am compelled to take a picture.

  This shot made me want to move into the barn and stare out over the verdant hills watching as it changed from one season to the next, while taking a thousand pictures of the sunrise and sunset over this grand and magnificent, little pond.

  Even though my to-do list beckoned, I sat a few minutes longer and marveled at this place called Earth and then I was off. Looking at this picture now I am reminded of the sense of peace I felt when I was there and the proof that if I slow down, I can be continually surprised by what’s around the corner.