Unnumbered Quiet Delights

I went to the Indianapolis Museum of Art this morning 

to see the Ai Weiwei exhibit, According to What?

I then visited other galleries, particularly one

showing African textiles.

Afterwards, I walked another portion of the IMA grounds.

Everywhere I turned, I seemed to find opportunities

for pictures. I wonder, does the creative inspiration I find

inside the museum make me more aware 

of the beauty I see - rainwater collected on a

large leaf or dripping from the backs of folding chairs

set up for an outdoor wedding.