Walking down State Street in Lake Oswego, a community south of Portland, I happened to see several fleur de lis on the buildings.
I was charmed that something so functional could be pretty also.
Did someone at the city government choose these? The contractor? Or, did they fit the bill because they were the cheapest?
The “why” or “how” of these clamps don’t matter to me as much as the fact that they are there.
A bit like the fox from The Little Prince, I look for them when I walk down State Street.
I wonder if anyone else has noticed them.
It reminds me of taking my toddler to the Grand Canyon. Rather than seeing the panorama, he was fascinated by the pretty little rocks that lay at his feet.
State Street is a busy street and it is easy to feel overwhelmed by the traffic and visual stimulation.
I like finding things of beauty in unexpected places. They are a “joy forever”.