I love curves … but straightness also has a place in my heart.  Take lines, for instance:

What does a vertical line mean?

How about a horizontal one?

Your meaning may be X while mine is Y.  All good.  I see the up-and-down as integrity, keeping my word, treating people well.  And the left-and-right as equality, inclusion and acting “on the level”.

Lines are everywhere, and so are my opportunities to reflect on the symbols they are for me.  May I spend more time thinking big and less thinking small.  I can live broadly and kindly, with big fat brushstrokes full of paint … or I can obsess with timid little lines of fear.

And then there’s architecture.  The Flanders region of Belgium is famous for its stepped gables.  From Google: “A gable is the triangular portion of a wall at the end of a building with a pitched roof.”

Here is the wonder of local gables.  Voilà …

This restaurant is about fifty metres from my apartment building.  Such beauty.  And steps to … where?

For you to respond

And me