As I said in an earlier post, I left Kansas City having made up my mind I was going to look for beauty everywhere. I know it may sound like a really flowery, sort of greeting card thing to say. That doesn’t make it any less important for me. I’ve been sick for so many years, (still am) but, now that I’m on my way to getting better, I need this.
I need to see the things I’ve been missing all around me. St. Petersburg is making my quest so easy.
The Colors of St. Petersburg, Florida
This is a manhole cover, or whatever you call those heavy covers that I believe have something to do with water. Wow. I’m an excellent explainer thingie.
I love all the textures and the colors. Isn’t it lovely?
There are so many colors in St. Pete. I want to throw away all my furniture & decor and decorate my life with these hues. They make me feel good.
How is this color blue even real? I could look at it all day.
This was a little emblem on a bench outside a restaurant called Luckie B’s. There’s a lot to appreciate in such a small thing.
And, speaking of Luckie B’s, it wouldn’t be right not to give you a peek of their pulled pork. Don’t look if you’re a vegetarian.
Do you know what this is? I’ll bet you do. Isn’t it interesting how often we just don’t see things that are in our lives every day? We miss colors and textures and beauty. Even the colors in this image are lovely.
This is really interesting for me to look at and think about how long it took to create each little piece of the picture. The crushing blows that had to happen. The relentless waves. And, yet there they all are, survivors. Not gone, just different. I wonder if there are clues here about our own experiences.
On the way to our car, I saw this little girl. So delicate, and at first blush she even looks fragile. But, that’s not true, is it? Each of her intricate wisps have jobs to do once the air picks them up and carries them away. The instinct to live is strong in her and we walk past, oblivious to the strength and how much alike we are.
This guy. He had swagger to spare. He kept peeking at me, probably trying to size up my nut situation. He was as curious about me as I was about him. So many shades of brown and white.
I think someone could do with a manicure.
That’s today in St. Petersburg, Florida. I hope wherever you are, you’ll look for beauty and find it.