These camellias were growing just outside the local church, in their tiny courtyard. The vibrancy of their colour stopped me in my wheelchair tracks, and the beauty of their shape too, but most of all, the way the sunlight reflected off their silken swirls, creating a haze of delicate light.
It often seems to me that the wonder of the world is not such beauty, but that people can pass by it without being astounded by such abundant grace. My astonishment is that some people barely see these out of the corner of their eye and think, “they’re just flowers.”
text and photo © Keren Dibbens-Wyatt 2017