Find It in Everything (2 page)

To me, the obvious heart was kitty’s treat. But the light fragment on my friend Robin’s watch was the surprise in my lens.

My morning cup told me it was going to be a good day.

I made my husband pancakes, and this appeared.

I wanted him to feel the love, and thanks to happy accidents, he could eat that love.

This is Juliet, a dog I fostered.

One night we were sitting on the couch in Montecito, and I looked down at her all curled up.

My eyes bugged out.

This funny little mama had a big black heart on her, and it revealed itself when she got truly comfortable.

For years I have seen professions of love and lust and shout-outs written on the walls of intimate places.

One day I took a picture of something that could be vandalism to one person, or a declaration of love to another.

How do you see it?