This morning while my girls were in school, I went to Stone Mountain Village to take some pictures.
What I found I was most interested in was the texture, shape, line, geometry, pattern, and color of what I found there, but not necessarily "representative" art. These aren't abstracts, I don't think, but it's not important to me that you know that, to pick one example, it's a picture of a window in the old train depot; I just want to focus attention for a minute on the geometry of the frame, the texture of the granite and the wood and the cracking paint, the contrast between the color of the stone and the color of the wood, and the shadow that seems to be slithering up (or perhaps down) the window and onto the sill.
It's about details that are easy to miss, but when you do notice them, they're really quite beautiful.
(This isn't true of every single one of these fifteen pictures, but it is of most of them.)