Proximity

Sometimes a thing can be so close that I won't notice it. My cat Bassy is the same way: point the laser beam a foot away from her and she pounces; place it on her paw and she'll never see it. Most of what I encounter every day is like this: at my paw, as it were, wonders lie unnoticed. 

(I'd be crazy, by the way, if I attended to everything without filter, and so would you.)

But sometimes, the best things literally happen right at my feet -- like this joined pair of Great Spreadwings, leafed in full sun. Surely this is their last hurrah.