Just about a month ago, my lovely daughter and I hit up Luckett's to do a bit of dreaming, meandering, and hopefully snagging some bargains during their annual "Groundhog Day" sale.
With an armful of successes tucked into shopping bags, Kara headed for the car to do a quick drop off; we'd meet up inside the store itself. My knees absolutely hate steps at places like this; the inclines are steep, and my knees protest the goings on. So, I stopped to mentally tell myself it really was no big deal - and it isn't! - and took a few seconds to just look at the treasures lining the steps and porch.
If you know Luckett's at all, you know that stuff is everywhere.
Good stuff. Junky stuff.
Stuff at incredible bargains right along side stuff that makes you wonder who'd ever buy it.
I can, and do spend, hours photographing all the stuff. Little vignettes are everywhere, and I never know where to look first.
Thank you, Luckett's, for letting me do this; far too many places don't.
So, back to those steps. Girded for battle, I reached out to grab the railing, and came eye to eye with the neatest little rock ever.
And, I knew exactly why it was sitting on that railing.
I had found...insert drum roll here...an honest to goodness Loudoun Rock! If you clickety click on this link, you'll see that Loudoun Rocks have been dubbed the new Pokémon Go. Folks living in Loudoun County, VA, get themselves some rocks and some paint, sit down and decorate the rocks, and then go out and hide them all over the county. Just for fun. Just to make people smile.
If you're lucky enough to find a Loudoun Rock, you can leave it alone for someone else to find, or take it, and then hide it someplace new for someone else to find.
I tucked it into my pocket, smiling at my new little treasure.
Full disclosure: it's now sitting on a shelf in my dining room. It probably will never find its way back to Loudoun County again.
I don't know who painted my rock. It might be part of a family project, or maybe a youth group. It might have been a teen or a housewife.
But, whomever painted it; they made some magic for me. They made magic with just a bit of time, paint, markers, and a rock. No big bucks involved here.
A connection was made from one person in Loudoun County to one lady from Fairfax County. We most likely don't know each other, and I suspect we never will. But someone took a few minutes in their day to create smiles in mine.
An online friend of mine digs up tiny old bottles, cleans them up, adds a poem and a flower to them, and then " releases them into the wild." Take a few minutes to read John Greenwood's posts here on "Raining Iguanas." Wouldn't you love to find a tiny beauty like this? Pure magic and joy, yours for the taking. Again, it cost little in the way of cash, just a bit of time and ingenuity. A spirit of generosity. I know that John's created a ton of magic and joy.
And, then there's the Art Abandonment Project, where all sorts of people leave treasures for others to find. Guaranteed joy. Guaranteed magic.
We need more of this; we just do.
Connections made, one person to another rather than labeling, name calling, arguing and more.
Strangers touching each others' lives in the best of ways.
So, make some art and release it. Write a postcard or letter to someone for no reason at all other than to create some magic. Leave a book somewhere with a note inside, telling its finder that it's theirs to keep and enjoy.
As John would say, "Be the reason that someone smiles today."