As David Hume said: “Beauty in things exists in the mind which contemplates them.”
In find a certain beauty in
sparsity. From this vantage point, the pair
of wind-propelled tumbleweeds I witnessed crossing a long expanse of blonde
grass was beautiful. So, too, the flock
of white seagulls tumbling along behind a red tractor tilling a field—the gulls
constantly rotating in overtop one another to feast on grubs and whatnots freshly
exposed in the overturned earth.
—Mitchell Hegman
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