Rust. What does the word “rust” bring to your mind? Do you think of corrosion, or decay, or tetanus shots? I think patina (strange, I know). The beautiful gradations and rich colors in rust draw me to all kinds of rusted things.
As I wandered today taking pictures of rusted things, I was reminded of the Tolkien line “Not all who wander are lost.” Taking time to wander – the long way home, meandering through a meadow, or strolling along a city street – is a great way to look for beauty that those in a hurry or “on a mission” will miss. Maybe you will see beauty in unexpected places . . . like rust.