I have this theory in life that sometimes we miss the best bits of life because we are looking where we are expected to look. Looking at the same thing as everyone around us. Looking at the main event, the obvious focal point. But I have found that sometimes we see the best parts when we are looking the other way. Like looking back at the crowd instead of the concert, looking at the people watching the reunion and not the couple themselves, looking at the parents watching their kids play. This photo was taken last week whilst looking the other way. The sunset and storm were in front of me but behind and off to the side was the moon and the reflection. And it was equally as beautiful as anything I was supposed to be focused on.