365-95 I drove through the park….

… hoping, MAYBE, that there would be some sign of spring, but it looked like February without the snow. No buds, no leaves, mud, dead grass…..aaargh! The other night I was looking in some of my photo files from last year at this same week and there are pictures that I took in the park that show spring blossoms and bright green grass. It’s crazy how winter is still hanging on in my area this year. Anyhow the park was so ugly that I had to look for photo subjects in little tiny areas instead of the big picture. Narrow my vision. It’s not a pleasant looking park by any stretch of the imagination, even on a perfect summer day, so I had my work cut out for me. Near one of the entrances to the “walking path”, which is just an area cleared of trees through some pretty scraggly woods, there is a weathered and broken bench. It has a dedication or donation plaque on it but it’s faded beyond recognition, so I don’t know of its significance. It certainly can’t be used as a bench anymore. The bolts holding the slats to the frame caught my eye because of the subtle metallic color against the gray weathered wood and I took a few shots expecting that I would find a better photo of something else later. That never happened, so I worked with the few shots I had and, in the end, actually liked the abstract look to it. Pentax K20D, DA17-70

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