I showed my friend Boo two pictures I recently took, one of an Episcopal church in Cowan and one of Taylor's window.
She couldn't understand what I saw.
Her advanced age, perhaps. Her hearing, perhaps. Her vision, perhaps. My own inability to explain, perhaps.
So on leaving, I stopped on her front porch and tried another outside/inside/outside shot, this time of her own house. Then I shall try to explain again tomorrow, with something familiar.
(Now if only I could figure out how to take what I actually see. But that's a whole other issue.)