Chippy paint and lights that twinkle.
These pictures are from Eureka Springs, when we went on our anniversary trip.
I sure do have a thing for chippy paint. I've said that phrase several times to people and gotten a look like I'm weird. So then I've had to explain what chippy paint is...
I wonder what it is about peeling paint I like so much.
It just looks beautiful to me. It has a story,
it's an example of beauty in brokenness. Aren't we all a little chipped,
our paint peeling here and there? And doesn't that make us more interesting,
relatable, our stories richer?
I think so.
Between the chippy paints and lights that twinkled on this evening with Brett,
my heart was light as a feather.