On Saturday I took this picture of the sky over my rooftop. I'd been in the backyard photographing the dogs and snapped this shot on my way into the house because I thought the light was pretty.
Henry Miller said, "The moment one gives close attention to anything, even a blade of grass, it becomes a mysterious, awesome, indescribably magnificent world in itself."
I loaded the picture onto my computer and, as I paid close attention, I thought I saw more than the light. I rotated the image to look at it from a different angle, and that's when this majestic, ethereal horse appeared.
John Lubbock said, "What we see depends mainly on what we look for."
So I looked again and saw the shadowy figure of a man, a man in a cape to be precise, standing to the immediate right of the great white horse, his head at the base of the horse's neck. I've increased the contrast here to help you see him better.
Ralph Waldo Emerson said, "Life is a train of moods like a string of beads; and as we pass through them they prove to be many colored lenses, which paint the world their own hue, and each shows us only what lies in its own focus."
Like I said, it all depends on how you look at it.