Night Colors

I like to always sit on the right hand side of the bus whenever 

I get the choice of a seat. First of all, I just like to see where I am going

at all times and second, I love the colors of the traffic signals

and enjoy seeing them arrayed over streets for miles

into the distance. My favorite times are when the green lights

shine out from the backdrop of a blue gray sky. 

Little Hangy Down Seed Thingys with Raindrops

I don't know what this shrub is. It doesn't make pretty flowers, 

but it makes attractively colored leaves in the fall,

while providing a privacy wall between yards and streets.

Its seeds are provided in these long things that

look like nascent pinecones.

Or sections of tiny rope. 

Textured Tuesday: Pink Lava, Blue Frost

The sunrise had not yet touched the spot where I stood 

to catch the bus Monday morning.

The hot pink sun had just risen above the horizon,

while the place where I stood was bathed in crystal frost

and the two created a layered study of contrasts,

pink and blue, hot and cold.

Risers

In a paean to the sun, the little hydrant raises chained arms

to sing to the sunlight, to tell it of its joy;

finally the days of having cold snows thrown onto him

by passing plows are over. The sunny yellow

hydrant casts a shadow that boasts of water pressure

within that far exceeds his visible size.

Lurking in a shadowed corner of a downtown building, 

this riser boasts four heads, its spigots thoughtfully

arranged for easy access by the firefighters who may

need them.

While the red door indicates the risers within have their own shelter, 

the yellow one remains outside, perhaps as sentry.

Looking for the Warm

I went out today to buy some art supplies. 

After one merchant elected to go out of business last year 

when he retired, there is only one other local store 

where one can go to buy paint, canvas, paper and all the other

wonderful items related to artistic pursuits.

The store itself is an island full of things that someone

like me can explore for hours, but I don't intend to ever return.

I hated going there because it is located in an inconvenient

corner of a congested shopping area. In fact, there was

an automobile accident at the entrance just a few

minutes after I'd left; about a half dozen police cars

swarmed to the scene where a pick-up truck T-boned an SUV.

Spring is slowly edging its way into the area.

It was gray all day, though the sun did manage to peep

around the clouds for a brief moment this afternoon.

These metal flamingos adorn a local store's window,

teasing us with the promise of better weather in a few weeks,

even as snowflakes swirled and darted on the chilly breezes.

Huh? WTF?

Whenever I see any of the Bimbo USA delivery trucks, 

I can't help but want to slap them up side 

the headlights of their radiator grills.

As it turns out, Bimbo is a Mexican bakery that's been around

since 1945. It's corporate headquarters are in Pennsylvania.

The company also produces other, well-known brands

of baked goods. The bear mascot is the equivalent

of Pillsbury's Poppin' Fresh.

But I still want to slap the trucks.

March Theme Day: Cafe Chairs

Anticipating spring, these cafe chairs sit outside 

the Indianapolis Museum of Art.

They will hear the happy conversation of visitors, 

who will come to visit the beautiful art and grounds.

Meanwhile, they confer among themselves,

leaning in to better hear their buddies' metallic laughter.

These images have been posted as part of the

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