Upside Down Direction

Spring feverish feelings bursting out all over, into the air filled with the smell of freshly cut grass and that intoxicating jasmine. That's what Venice feels like right now, and lest you think that I'm a nerdy Pollyanna all the time, bouncing around in unicorn-rainbow-lollipop land, let me tell you that I started out the day in a bit of an angsty, stressed out mood. Again. As much as I try to inspire those around me to appreciate and feel constant gratitude, I'm mostly telling myself. ORDERING myself.

So it was today, after another invigorating early morning walk on the beach, checking out funny baby sandpipers along the way, that we once again rode past the Windward home that generously gives the directions to the Beach ... via their upside down sign with an arrow. I see it all the time, but today I had to stop, to appreciate for a moment, and reflect on how perfectly that little action of hanging it upside down encapsulates the spirit of Venice.


Sometimes you might not know exactly how you're going to get where you want to go, the messages might come to you backwards or upside down, but at least you know that you're heading in the right direction.




*Sweet photo by Jennifer Everhart