Sometimes, we’re so anxious to get to where we’re going that we don’t see beauty literally at our feet. We were wandering through the grounds at The Ranch in Montana when Sharon pointed out the pods from the Opium Poppy that volunteered at the edge of the grasses near the house where we were walking. I was stopped in my tracks. If I hadn’t looked down, I wouldn’t have noticed the small pods tucked away at the edge of a slope inches from my feet. I was intrigued by the patterns that the groups of pods created in the shaded edge of the small slope. I used my Nikon Z7 and the Nikkor 105mm Micro lens (with the FTZ attached), leaned over, and focused straight down on this trio of pods. I must remember to look down so I don’t miss something beautiful.