My regular reader(s) already knows that I often photograph restrooms, and that reader is nice enough to not laugh to my face about that.
But this is a reason why I have that weird little habit: that turned-over trash can was just ASKING to be photographed, if you ask me.
Another one of my weird photographic habits, which my brain tends to do all on its own without any assistance from me, is to place song lyrics in my head when I see scenes like this. Usually they are Bruce Cockburn lyrics and usually they don’t seem to have a very strong connection to the actual scene. Today’s lyrics, suggested by Melinda’s Brain, come from a song called “Going up Against Chaos.” And if you listen to the lyrics and can figure out a connection to this photo, please let me know: I’ll be damned if I can tell what it is.
I guess the pool never got drained at the end of last summer. It didn’t look at all inviting in the spring. I mean, it wasn’t as bad as some pools I’ve seen, but still it was a far cry from the sparkling ready-for-summer pool that I wanted to see.
If you’re from a windy place, you probably already noticed the way the netting is curving, pushed by the wind. And you have probably already noticed that those tumbleweeds are a little blurry because they were, in fact, tumbling by just as I made the images.