The Beauty of the Particular

Is it silk, crisped into knife edged pleats? The tutu of a hairy-torsoed ballerina?

Is it a loaf of hearty peasant bread, browned in a wood-fired oven and cracking with yeasty exuberance?

Or is it some of our shitakes, revealing their amazing close-up nature?

The beauty of the particular, as revealed by the wonderful little digital camera, always delights me. Details I'd never be able to see, even with my glasses on, leap into life when captured by the camera and lit up on the computer screen.


(As always, mouse over the picture and click for a real close-up.)