Wednesday, April 20, 2016

At the Car Wash

I pass through a nondescript car wash
on my way into work each morning.
Although it functions, it's rather dilapidated
and faded. There's no accounting for
some of the things I've seen in the half dozen bays - 
one time I saw a full-sized set of
mattress and box springs. One morning,
an engine block from a small car lay
on the floor of another.
Most mornings, I find myself
fascinated by the way sunlight illuminates
the yellow walls. A few days ago,
the floor caught my eye; the seams in
the concrete angled away from 
the wood-covered pit and tiny gouges,
made by the water from the pressurized hose, 
seemed to dance in space.


William Kendall said...

Light can turn something quite ordinary into the subject of special shots. That's the case here.

Anonymous said...

The redbud seems especially lush this year. I am waiting for your first photo of a tree in its fuzzy sweater:-)