#findingbeauty — Public Fediverse posts
Live and recent posts from across the Fediverse tagged #findingbeauty, aggregated by home.social.
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Learning to Look Closer #5
Sometimes looking closer means seeing something beautiful. Sometimes it means looking into your aquarium and wondering what exactly your snail thinks she’s doing. Because apparently the glass wasn’t interesting enough. The plants weren’t interesting enough. No. She needed to climb. All the way to the top. And then hang there like this was a completely normal decision. So, naturally, I grabbed my camera. I’ve watched snails move around an aquarium plenty of times, but there […]https://destinylaharris.com/2026/08/12/learning-to-look-closer-5/
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Learning to Look Closer #5
Sometimes looking closer means seeing something beautiful. Sometimes it means looking into your aquarium and wondering what exactly your snail thinks she’s doing. Because apparently the glass wasn’t interesting enough. The plants weren’t interesting enough. No. She needed to climb. All the way to the top. And then hang there like this was a completely normal decision. So, naturally, I grabbed my camera. I’ve watched snails move around an aquarium plenty of times, but there […]https://destinylaharris.com/2026/08/12/learning-to-look-closer-5/
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Learning to Look Closer #4
Most people probably wouldn’t have stopped for her. She was just a little brown moth outside near the cat food. And with cats around, that probably wasn’t the safest place for her to be. So I picked her up. I expected her to fight me. To flutter her wings, scramble away, or do whatever tiny moths do when a giant human suddenly decides to scoop them up. She didn’t. She just let me. No fighting. No struggling. She sat completely still on the tip of my finger while I carried her […]https://destinylaharris.com/2026/08/04/learning-to-look-closer-4/
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Learning to Look Closer #4
Most people probably wouldn’t have stopped for her. She was just a little brown moth outside near the cat food. And with cats around, that probably wasn’t the safest place for her to be. So I picked her up. I expected her to fight me. To flutter her wings, scramble away, or do whatever tiny moths do when a giant human suddenly decides to scoop them up. She didn’t. She just let me. No fighting. No struggling. She sat completely still on the tip of my finger while I carried her […]https://destinylaharris.com/2026/08/04/learning-to-look-closer-4/
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I went there seeking to find an uncommon perspective.
Check out my weekday daily #blog and read more in my post: Undramatic Scapes
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But I'm reminded of a thing I wrote once about the plastic we see on the shoreline now, and how long it's been since I found a whole bottle from the sea. Most old bottles or pieces of ground-down glass I've found there and appreciated were the result of deliberate or careless action by someone.
So what, does the sea somehow purify them before you find them? I don't think so. Just anonymises.
Maybe I should learn the same appreciation for the detritus on land too?