Something Beautiful is a self-imposed initiative to find a visual feast for each day of a year.
Reviewing the pictures from Alaska, I’d been saving one that brought me incredible joy. The first day at Beluga Point, someone was carving a word in the sand. Her name. I stood watching from the rocky overlook and immediately thought about what we leave behind. The woman’s name would be seen by others who might wonder who she was, where she came from, why she happened to be here now. Many would not give it a second thought. I carved the Italian word for “beauty” — “bella” in the sand. And took incredible delight in climbing the rock and seeing it there. If I were the one to come after, seeing it would stir many other questions. Better yet, I would feel connected with another person who experienced the same swell of emotion standing and looking at the beautiful mountains and waters.
When I returned the next day, the tide had taken “bella” to the sea. I wondered who read it before. I wondered what they thought. I wondered if it brought them joy as it had me.