Day Eighty-four: Where art and nature collide.
Today I decided to venture off the trail l I've been on a bazillion times and head towards the large rocks at the rivers edge, wanting to extend my run and shake up the routine a bit. Coming down a steep short incline I ran right into a scenic hideaway I didn't even know existed.
The holy Mecca of graffiti painted boulders!
Normally I would cringe at such markups on natures perfect surface, but today I decided to look deeper. Spent several minutes walking around the massive rocks, reading and marveling the expressions and talent. The art here tells a story, or rather stories. I saw anger, defiance, rebellion... but also saw love, awesomeness and beauty.
I should have brought a Sharpie :) 
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