On this particular day, I raised my lens in the off-chance of catching a bird or squirrel. I saw neither; just the treetops and clouds. But that shift in perspective offered a glimpse into a much vaster realm. An ever changing canvas, shifted by winds that have traveled around the globe. The leaves and branches swayed and danced as the wind whispered stories of lands and seas far away. Just a cloudy sky and treetops. But in that moment it was pure magic.