A small red extraordinary photography.

There are moments in the silence of nature under the blue sky that suddenly touch the mind and today afternoon, just such a small but profound experience changed my day. It all started when my eyes fell on a bright red grasshopper. Seeing that tiny creature resting on a leaf, it seemed as if nature had drawn a perfect brushstroke with its own paintbrush and the dark red color all over the grasshopper's body and the transparent white touch on the edge of its wings. When viewed from a distance, it seemed as if the wings were made of soft glass and the impression of this deep red on the green color of the leaves was emerging so beautifully that for a moment I felt like I was standing in front of a painter's canvas and this play of colors in nature is truly amazing.

Its wings were trembling slightly but it stood still as if it was letting me take my time to look at it and such a small creature yet its presence made me feel as if a new life pulsed in the silence around it and such scenes in the middle of life sometimes calm our minds unknowingly and stop the rush of busyness. My first feeling upon seeing this flying bird was wonder and how nature created such perfect colors and such delicate wings. Then it seemed that a rare beauty of freedom was hidden inside this small creature and its wings seemed to tell me that the sky is vast and the earth is colorful and life is actually the most beautiful in the midst of movement.

And I stood quietly for a while, just watching him, as if all the unnecessary fatigue, small stresses, and upsets inside me were slowly easing away, and such moments reminded me that beauty is never in big things, but in the small yet priceless things of the world, and the red color of the grasshopper brought a kind of warmth to my heart. It felt like nature was telling me that no matter how much storm comes in your life, there is color, beauty, and peace. And just stop and see. Honestly, this little time has helped me calm down even in the midst of all the busyness of the day.

And the grasshopper finally slowly spread its wings and flew away. The moment of its flight taught me another lesson and that all beautiful moments are not permanent but their touch remains in the heart and this fleeting beauty becomes the real precious memory of our life and today's small experience proved to me once again that the beauty of nature sometimes comes suddenly and sometimes finds us and when we stop to look at it and then life seems a little easier and like that red wing of the grasshopper, a drop of color remained in my mind on the page of memory forever.