I know we’ve been wandering away from our own neighborhood lately, sometimes focusing on a nifty new toy we came across, or as in the case of the day before yesterday, showcasing Orpleville for those of you who are unaware that the orples have a childhood home. They are rooted to an orange tree, but were ‘transformed’ in the basement of their friend, Jack’s, house. None of that really matters for this post today, but we will still be playing with our neighbors and visiting their blogs. Anyone familiar with my blog knows my links have been messed up and I still don’t quite know why. But the blog—this blog—is the blog I post on these days—EVERYDAY.
Today’s post reflects on a little get-away, change of pace, spur of the moment, trip I took yesterday— just because it was too pretty to sit inside. Check out this beautiful little mural I encountered in Carytown, a quaint little section of historic, Richmond, Virginia. I need to take a day and photograph some of their magnificent architecture. The city is rich in history and aesthetics.
One day I will take the time to acknowledge my own backyard. Today is a good day to start.
Sorry about the parking sign, not much I could do there without knocking out a whole bunch of names. Standing further back here’s part of the big picture (next frame).
This mural captivated me. Check out the close ups—what a whimsical artist— what a talent! If the service inside is as friendly as it is outside, then I’d take my business there.
Look at those happy dogs, eager to go inside.
I wonder what those people are looking at, appearing to peer inside?
That black & white dog is quite the gentleman, holding the door for the lady while he bows—how charming. I was beginning to think chivalry was dead, my mistake.
I hope you guys enjoyed this Mural as much as I did. To see more Murals, or more of Virginia, I’ve included a few links for your convenience.