Last weekend for Mother's Day, we went up to Evanston (IL) to visit family. While they went on a house walk through some of the mansions, Mike and I rode our bikes along the lake shore and through the Northwestern University campus. My nephew said to make sure to stop and look at the painted rocks along the lake. I had no idea what he was referring to until I saw it all- quite amazing!
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And the world loves it... beautiful..
Personally, I like my rocks colored like God made them. A little polish on the really pretty or precious ones may help their value.
Do you think that possibly the paint is removable? Disappearing paint here would be nice.
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You needed one 'wet blanket.'
Your haiku is a fine one! I like the painters as 'dreamers'. The term fits most of their writings.
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This reminds me of certain walls in many cities which are designated as official graffiti areas. They are quite beautiful, and help to keep the rest clear of it. There are a great many excellent artists in that world.
Dreamer's exhibition. indeed.
everybody wants to show...nice shots and words!
that's my kind of graffiti !!!
Love your images and words. Stunning!
these detours are the best, aren't they?
A great way to interpret this week's osi prompt, I could come up with nada! Sounds like a good day you had too.
Oh, oh, oh, yeah. Wow.
It's been so long since I've been around the blog block. First, I couldn't get my comments to take anywhere. Then, it was end of the school year rush. Anyway. I wanted to wish you a happy, happy summer and tell you I've missed you. Are you guys out yet? We've already started summer school. I just CAN NOT believe I am working it this year. What am I thinking???
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