One Great Thing
by Ann Thurlow
A person would be a hard-hearted sort not to find the beauty in a sunset or a flower.
But let us look again at a parking lot, a snowbank and a streetlamp. Let us, as painter Norma Jean MacLean has done, strip those things to their own boxy architecture. Let us look at those things with innocent eyes so that their ordinariness becomes suddenly, inexplicably lovely. I
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