I saw a man taking pictures underneath a big tree earlier this afternoon. It was a snowy day. Symmetrical flakes kept falling down from the cloudy sky since noon. As the man moved around in the winter wonderland, as he raised his camera, focused it on a particular object, then snapped, I wondered what in particular aroused his curiosity.
What he saw in his photographed object that might be interesting to him could appear to be ordinary and boring in the eyes of another person. We all have our own taste and liking. After all, beauty is in the eyes of the beholder.