Here’s a close-up of the deck that wants to ruin my vacation.
Rough.
Luckily, I was paying attention.
I’m not even mad about it — I mean, it obviously needs some attention, but I’m on the sand, in the water, basking in the sun. I can wear shoes while I sip the mango daiquiris on the deck 🙂
Even though this is a tragedy waiting to happen, seeing this through the lens was pretty thought-provoking. I’ve often loved to see the old damaged remains of things when I travel. I’m drawn to the lightning-struck trees, the chimneys that remain behind after fires. I always stop to study decaying barns in fields.
I don’t know what it is about these broken things — but I can tell you that I see past the wear and abuse and see the beauty. I am grateful for this gift that sometimes surprises me by letting me see beyond the surface.