There is beauty all around us. Behind every tree, over every hill, in each blade of grass. Just walk out your front door and give yourself to the world. Step off the well-trodden path and open your eyes. It’s in those moments that you will find something magical. Like THIS: I’d heard of the Doll’s Head Trail before, a found-art installation in south Atlanta. It winds through Constitution Lakes Park, presumably named for the time two lakes got together and wrote a constitution. But the perfect weirdness of it surprised me. I believed I had already found all the worthy strangeness in … [Read more...]