Vinoy Park: Scenes on a Sunday morning
"Explanation separates us from astonishment, which is the only gateway to the incomprehensible." Ionesco
I think that Berenice Abbott's "West Side Looking North from Upper 30s, New York" is one of the very great American photographs. This image of St Petersburg is not comparable to that superb image (not as many high-rises to celebrate, for one thing), but it's my homage to her work.
Esther de Waal wrote about the need to awaken "the sense of awe in the midst of daily life . . .take time and notice what you see . . . use what comes to hand and stay with it, be happy with whatever it may be . . . Living or working in a city does not mean that there will not be a leaf, a twig, moss between concrete slabs, weeds pushing up through gravel . . . The kitchen presents me with utensils or food that I so regularly handle without noticing: a bowl of sugar, the rind of a lemon, the texture of an apple . . . The odes of Pablo Neruda show a delight in things, in the ordinary, daily things, cups and soup tureens, spoons, fabric, nails and coins . . ."
Living in a high rise and near the beach, there is so much to see and take notice of: