I made a mistake.
I took a blurry picture of my daughters, skipping along a path, lined with Autumn leaves.
Later, I found I couldn't delete the picture...
I kept looking at it.
I began seeing value in it's colors and shapes.
When I approached it, not as a failure, but as a thing of worth, I found more than I had seen at first.
When I treated it as something of value, it became valuable -- to me anyway.
I gave it a chance to put it's best foot forward, and it showed me things I didn't know were there.