I stopped one afternoon this past summer to photograph a cool mural in Corpus Christi. The azure, geometrical depiction of waves was the lone bright spot in the entire run-down area. In other words, I wouldn’t have stopped there, alone, at night (if you know what I mean).

I walked around the derelict parking lot for about ten minutes snapping the pictures I wanted. On the return trip to my car I espied a small pink object. Ever curious, I reached over and picked it up. The message on the front of the pin brought a smile to my face. Why, yes, I do sometimes feel like I’m capable of magic (or at least capable of experiencing magical moments).

The pin may be a little rough around the edges, yet it retains a positive outlook. This pin and I have much in common!