I had parked in a passageway between buildings at the Falmouth, Massachusetts Mall.
When I came back to the car after some shopping errands, a bush caught my eye.
The bush is on the north side of the building, doesn’t have much soil to grow in, and has been severely pruned, year in and year out.
The bush made strong contrast against the cold blue December sky.
I took my camera and placed it, pointed straight up, at the base of the tree.
Who would have known that such a world existed?
Not me, not until I shoved the camera in there.
And not until I got home and looked at the pictures that I this little world was revealed.