"...significant signs of the love that's there in creation." - by Russ.
That's a beautiful way both to describe and to see it.
I'm pretty poor at photographing it well in natural creation - in fact even in seeing it beyond the simple marvel of life itself - but find it all around (in the shape of personal interest) within the constructs and juxtapositions of the man-made place we inhabit. Besides the sometimes beautiful, there is also some sort of unintended energy just below the surface of many such fragments of daily life.
I don't think that they are all in the same language; what others discover sometimes lands here on an uncomprehending ear and, I guess, everyone finds the same possibilities of non-communication.
One of the problems of travel, other than cost and state of health, is that photography would usually take up parts of the day, leaving the other hours as pretty empty. Of course, that's just my condition, but it's what I would find myself facing. Evenings alone at home have become the norm, now, but finding myself in a different environment, without the easy alternatives of just going online, watching an episode of something or even playing with PS, could make travel less than the pleasant experience it certainly used to be when travel nights were all about eating and drinking well, toys no part of the equation, there being precious little time for them anyway.
Horizons shrink.