Cross
On a desolate stretch of a narrow highway, north of San Francisco, the whiteness of the cross against the summer-brown grasses caught my attention. The cross had not been there long – the flag was still crisp, the fresh flowers hadn’t started fading, and the grass was still bent from recent footsteps.
The day after my visit was the one-month anniversary of the day M. Tate lost his/her life on the road by the sea.
along Highway 1, at Meyers Grade Road
California
photographed 7.23.2005
Posted on September 17, 2013, in Photography, Roadside Crosses and tagged 365 photo project, black and white photography, california, melinda green harvey, one day one image, photo a day, photography, roadside crosses. Bookmark the permalink. 9 Comments.

Another wonderful image, Mel. However, I think the cross photos now outnumber the chair photos. Time to get another keyword.
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Thanks, Ken. This is a remnant of a project I worked on several years ago that’s been languishing for a while.
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A stark image as is appropriate for this subject. We see them over here too, not always in the obvious places. Well presented, Melinda
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Thanks, Andy. I’ve got a mostly-abandoned work in progress on roadside memorials that’s been on my mind lately, which I think means it’s time to get back to work on it. The project is called Where the Spirit Left (a priest gave me that wonderful line), and maybe some day it will be finished.
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That’s a very apt and clever title for the project, Melinda.
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Hi Melinda. I like this one – black and white works very well for this subject. A whole book of photos like this would be a quite stunning, in many senses.
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In color, this shot’s just too…colorful. A book, you say? Maybe I should finish it!
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I’ve seen a lot of these sad and loving little shrines in Sydney, mostly on big roads. 😦
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I always watch for them when I am traveling – there are a lot, once you start to notice them.
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