Visiting a town about an hour’s drive from my home turf, I saw this “neighborly” greeting. Apologies for the scruffy look, but given the sentiment, a decided reticence to spiff things up seemed to be the wisest course. Even pausing to take the picture was a bit nervewracking. First, a hurried look to make sure no one was walking across the parking lot, then a quick, swooping shot to immortalize part of the reason the area has fallen on hard times. It is a cold and snowy place, but the hearts of many of the area’s residents will never melt.
The category today, Bloom Where You are Planted, fits like a glove–the kind that fits around the handle of a snow shovel…. ba-dump-bump. Literally nowhere to go, so one may as well make the best of it and start digging.
Spangles the Clown was nowhere to be found in body, but his spirit was very important yesterday when it was time to “do the driveway.” Spangles probably has that custom point job carefully tucked away in a heated garage….
“Yoi” and “Double yoi.”
In my family, those three words have stirred many a laugh, and, many moments of consternation. One never knew whether the phrase would be followed with words of wisdom, such as “I’ve been thinking about what you asked me about yesterday, and I think you should….”, a request for improvement in someone else’s behavior, as in “I’ve been thinking it would be a big help if you would cut the grass as you are supposed to”, or, a precursor to fun as in “I’ve been thinking we should go to the beach on vacation.”
Well, I’ve been thinking about the van I saw parked in a parking lot yesterday afternoon, and the more I think about it, the less I like it.
The whole tone is threatening and intimidating. In addition, this area has an active branch of the Ku Klux Klan. I’ve been thinking that it wouldn’t surprise me at all if there were a connection.
My favorite TV show is NCIS. The main character has a recurring comment about apologies–“Never apologize. It’s a sign of weakness.” Sorry, Jethro, but I must apologize for the quality of this photograph. Walking uninvited into the yard seemed like a very bad idea. My camera was at home, so the brand new cell phone camera was christened. Talk about a hurried learning curve. Lastly, she continued to whine, for the first time in many weeks, the weather was dull and dreary.
Jethro’s right, apologies are annoying, so I shall refrain from apologizing for apologizing. (Somehow, that sounds like an apology–sorry.)
To get to the point, I just love the spirit of the person who would take the time to do this. There were several others in the yard that merit a return visit for a better “shot.”
PS: What Kind of Creature of the Night are You? is a quiz on the internet. My results declare me a Sorceress.
Just like the TV channel says, characters are everywhere. Even if one is working, sometimes it is necessary to take one for the team:
Commentary about the pros and cons of fast food is not the aim today. Catching sight of this young guy from 1/2 block away, it was just too funny to ignore him. The chain running the promotion shall remain nameless.
Having driven past these statues weekly for over eight years, the urge to photograph them at some unique angle, in unusual weather conditions or at the height of a full harvest moon has yet to find a way to be accomplished. Frustrating doesn’t begin to describe the dilemna. There just is not any way to get close enough to them that is safe. Highways without sidewalks and busy, narrow traffic lanes surround every approachable angle. Walking alongside the traffic would be very dangerous. Even having survived the trek, sitting on the ledge once there would probably draw a 911 call from a concerned citizen because that wall drops at least 20 feet to the street level of the building.
This effort drew glares as I slowed just enough to shoot these weak results. I’m hopeful though, that the construction near-by will slow or even stop traffic as it progresses in complexity. I’ll keep you “posted.”
Parking lots are an endless source of interesting sights. Today, this Toyota Prius pulled into a slot near mine while I was inside the building.
Usually, one thinks of a Prius as a car that makes a statement about the owner as someone who cares about the environment, cares about their own pocketbook (although the price of a new Prius is pricey), and cares about how they present themselves to the world.
A statement is being made, although the method leaves one to wonder about the potential for madness. Had there been time in my schedule, I would have waited to catch a glimpse of the driver. Unfortunately time was pressing, so I am left to speculate what that person would look like–Baby Boomer Flower Child hanging onto the ’60’s comes to mind.
The juxtaposition of these two businesses always makes me laugh. Each is distinctly and unmistakenly opposite of the other. One is decidedly for adults. The other is decidedly for children. How they ended up next door to each other would probably make an interesting story, but I have lived in this area long enough to know that the exotic dancers were here long before the day care center.
It doesn’t worry or upset me, it just strikes me as somewhat off kilter. It works because each draws its clientele in time frames that are polar opposite. Each group is asleep when the other is awake. They are as opposite as night and day.