The runner up post from my recent poll fits in nicely with this week’s photo challenge: on the way. I’d never been to Austin, Texas before and found our brief trip a bit of a tease. Try to imagine my increasing awe and fascination at the extent and variety of street art we came across, while conscious of our shared desire to arrive promptly for a timed slot later that day.
We stopped off to enjoy a tasty, Tex-mex breakfast at Maria’s Taco Xpress. Pity there was no dancing at that time of day! On the way out, we paused to admire this:
We don’t paint undergarments on washing lines and flower borders on the walls back at home. It’d be a lot more fun if we did! (I’ve a few more pictures of this quirky ‘motel’ to share with you at some stage).
On the way back to check out from our excellent hotel San Jose, we went past this (above) and this (below):
Peace and love with my morning coffee? That’ll do me!
Here’s one for all bookworms and dreamers – and perhaps a mystical source of the hundreds of thousands of bats we’d watched emerge at dusk the day before from a bridge nearby. OK, perhaps not. I felt a strong desire to work for the kind of place that would have a parking sign like this…
… to have my car serviced at a garage that would paint ‘we care’ on the wall…
… to glimpse colourful artwork more often behind wire fences and vegetation as I pass by…
… and to have Mister Rogers look down benevolently at me every day to make sure I was neatly parking within the yellow lines, like a good neighbour.
Don’t get me wrong, I love my home town in northern England. And it wouldn’t do for all places to be the same. But I’d dearly love for this kind of effervescent creativity to be on all our ways a little more often. For now, I’ll leave you with a snapshot of this car planter:
“But why”, I seem to hear you say “is the picture all askew – and why have the front of the car and the prancing horse’s head on the sign been so recklessly chopped off?”
Because we were on the last minute and this is the best I could do in the time allowed by my otherwise kind and patient companions, who were all shouting ‘Hurry UP!” as I ran around to take the picture.