Monday, July 08, 2013

Random act of kindness


Here's a curious thing...

It was hot Saturday. 95, with humidity that put the heat index near 105. But I had convinced myself that I absolutely must go downcity, even for just an hour, and take pictures. Summer's not going to pass me by just because it's hot out there.

As I sweated my way through taking pictures of the Irish Famine Memorial beside the Providence River, I overheard a family of hot, cranky people trying to decide where to go and what to do. It was obvious they were from out of town.

"What are you looking for?" I asked them.

"Something to do," the mom replied. She had three teens with her who looked only marginally patient with the way their day was going. Little did they know, they'd stumbled upon the author of I {heart} Rhody.

"What would you like to do? Would you like to be indoors or outdoors?"

After a brief question-and-answer session, I hit upon something that made them happy: a farmer's market in a park near a shopping strip, with a trip to the RISD art museum in the afternoon to cool off.

But where it gets interesting is that, once they were happily on their way, I was done. I felt as if I'd done what I went there to do. The pictures were just window dressing. I'd gone to the river to help that family find their adventure. So I went home and took a nap, and felt very accomplished.

4 comments:

  1. You are forever part of their memories! Whenever they check their photos of Summer 2013, they'll remember this vacation and the farmer's market and the museum. Very nice!

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    1. Thanks Gal! The only reason I can figure that a heat-hater like myself would go out on that stupid-hot day - God sent me to help them find the Farmer's Market. :)

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