It may be turned by doing nothing, by observing silence, into a moment of pure enjoyment, a moment of peace, a moment of awareness of self, and others and of the world of taste and smell.
Perhaps even a moment of taking a snapshot may be turned into a moment of Zen meditation when there exists nothing but light, and color and form?
Why not? If we concentrate, then we may notice that the feathery fluff of the flower of a rush has just landed on another flower!
or that while some flowers have faded, others are in full bloom and still others have yet to open out
and that the sun is shining through the leaves and some of its rays have landed on the petals of another flower
or just appear as plain circles of white.
One may even note the veins of an ordinary leaf or that
that some hibiscus are blooming
and that not all hibiscus have only one single layer of petals
or that unlike the sunflower or the morning glory, they may be indifferent to sunlight
or that the shadows of leaves on an otherwise ordinary gate one passes through on the way home may turn it into something rather more interesting
or that sun and rushes always seem go together
or that even torn cloth may serve as an exercise for a crazy amateur photographer
or that even rotten planks can be photographed
especially for one who would not spare even a rubbish bin before he gets on to the public transport back to the Tai Po Railways Station!