In the wake of the Boston Marathon bombing, I’ve been craving beauty.
I’m not looking for the profoundly beautiful, because right now, I’m just grateful for the opportunity to be out in the bright sunshine and to feel the spring air.
Because after something so awful, the simple is suddenly wonderful, and the mundane becomes cherished.
So I took the train up to Union Square and just went to walk and listen and watch.
Herbs for sale
Super sunny
Hard cider from upstate New York
A place where you can bring your garbage and they make compost
Snapdragons – my grandma showed me how to make them “talk”
Share something in the comments below you have found beautiful this week.