When it all seems familiar. When it’s the same old, same old. When ordinary seems the name of the game, and the life and the family and the home all seem just shy of wonderful. This is the time to stop, breathe, and take a step back. To pick up the camera, or not, and to wander through the familiar to see, again, the extraordinary.

A fresh perspective. It makes me fall in love again with this place I call home.

The question is not what you look at, but what you see.

Henry David Thoreau

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This is the fifth in a series of thirty-one posts on loving my home. If you’d like to read all the posts in this series, click here.

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