As someone who loves heights, seeing Sevilla from the top of the Giralda and the setas was just the cherry on top. I spent the first few days wandering the streets-- getting lost among the flower boxes and admiring the brightly painted walls. I had no idea that they'd look so beautiful from so high up.
I've always had an affinity for the bird's eye view but I couldn't really explain it until looking back at these photos. When I'm up close and everything is "normal," I look for the small details-- the moments, the glances, the soft breaths. I think they all represent something bigger, so I fixate on them, trying to solve the puzzle.
But from up above, it's a new view. A fresh start. I have to look at everything as a whole. As a collection of those small moments and glances and soft breaths. As the "something bigger." And the puzzle finally feels complete.