These old tires remind me of my elementary school years, when my friends and I would have tire-jumping races.
There's just something pure and sweet about this little penguin. Simple colors, simple creature. And that cute, scrunched up little face.
Tree-lined streets provide me with a longing for home. There's a feeling of innocence, of purity, and of peace when I think about my childhood back home in Indiana.
Old Canoe. New Breath.
I LOVE old architectural structures. I'd love to be able to travel Europe and visit old castles, churches, cathedrals, graveyards, etc.
I can see beauty in this tarnished vintage ring. It symbolizes history. I look at this ring and can't help but feel there's a story behind it.
However, I will admit, If I were going to wear a "vintage ring" I would rather it be something more like this. hahaha! Isn't it Gor-Geous???
What is more precious than holding a baby? I never imagined in a million years I would be baby hungry. I had my three. I was happy with them. I am happy with them. Then I got sick. Pregnancy was no longer an option. There is just something that feels sad about it, no matter how many kids you have; when it's no longer your choice it feels sad. Holding a brand new baby makes you forget the troubles of the world. It makes you forget about your problems. It helps you forget about loss. A baby seems to make everything okay, even if only for a brief moment.
What are things YOU find random beauty in?