I read a comment this morning from a favorite writer who mentioned the beauty of his neck of the woods. He mentioned that it is soured by the ignorance and bigotry of many who live there. He mentioned that the roadways are littered, bald tires and broken refrigerators cast off for someone else or more likely nobody to properly dispose of them.
I was struck though that despite this he still sees and wishes for the beauty to prevail.
It can and does in many ways. Take this for example: