A random babbling on creative spirits-

Random babbling on the creative spirit~painting, sewing, baking, boys, an irresistable God and the next 200 feet~

Friday, November 25, 2011

4 hours~

of walking on Thanksgiving. 
I visited the tourist areas, I saw flea markets with things that made me smile.
and trinkets that brought back memories from another life.
and trained hands busily working the effusive sand into fabulously, fragile masterpieces.
I walked along a long stretch of well cared for beach front
with Senor Frog and his friends harkening to the pocket books on one side, 
and patina'd, weathered sculptures and  bright gardens holding court 
before sandy beach and ocean on the other.

And I didn't take pictures...
I imagine these places are cataloged into thousands of trip journals and portfolios throughout the world.
I didn't take pictures until I began to get lost in the streets and stairs of the city.
And then I couldn't stop 
at the marvel and wonder of what the PV'ers get to experience every day if they choose to. 
The architecture is a wonder and delight.
And grounding. 
I walked for four hours.
And found my feet again~
in love. trish

1 comment:

  1. I know that neighborhood of PV. I have pictures of that same church. We were there a few years ago. Great architecture, great food, and some great galleries.