Literal Street Art

Three times this week I stumbled across little pictures abandoned in the gutter or on the foot path. It is both sad and joyful at the same time. A delightfully whimsical addition to my dreary day, but also would a little person be sad when they discovered their loss?

By the time I found the third one, I began to feel it was like I was back in Dispatches from Elsewhere - was I being lured into a game of some sort?

As I wrote in my post on Whimsy 'It's one of the best parts of being alive and it's usually free. It's an internal thing, it comes from you, from how you view the world. It's you insisting on seeing the magic, however small, and discovering that can infiltrate your life.'

May our lives be infused with unexpected fun and meaningless moments that make you smile...