Monday, February 23, 2009

The Colors of Bell Street revisited


The real colors of Bell Street are of neighborhood scents and smiles that we miss. The colors are flowers that continue to bloom despite neglect and inattention. The colors are Mardi Gras beads on a fence. They are a daisy that refuses to not bloom after a freeze. The colors are people and pets that we miss. The colors are what we remember and what we know of the place that we love.

The colors make us happy and sad at the same time. Hopefully, as we prepare to get back home, the new colors we add to Bell Street will be as beautiful as the ones that are already there.


  1. Oh, I love Bell Street. Finish up already, Stacy!

  2. All I can say is, I CAN'T wait until you two meet!!!!

    I just know the venue in which that meeting will take place will be BEAUTIFUL!!!

    Something, among many, to look forward to!