Beauty

This shot has a little story to tell… During hurricane Wilma I made the conscious decision of not shooting anything of what was happening, because I didn’t want to remember any of it. I was alone at home on the second night, in the middle of storm, on a pitch dark night, reading El Quijote, and the view of my table with my glass of red wine, the candles and the book, stroke me as something beautiful. So I took my camera and shoot it.

As we have another storm nearby, this image came to mind this evening. What’s the moral of this story? I guess that there’s beauty hidden in every situation.