*Not Lilacs

On my walks, I see what is commonly considered pretty, the gardens of tulips and the lilac trees. I stop to smell the flowers. But they are not what makes my heart sing. I find that in the streets that are not typically beautiful. These are the streets that revel in urban industry, the factories and warehouses built before suburban industrial parks existed. It's here that my curiosity is piqued. It's here that I discover the odd gifts that lift my heart.

I went back today with my camera to...