Yum.

The Lady Yells: "Free Samples. Free Samples."

His name is Rupert.  Rupert McMannis.  He sweeps up.

RMcM

Not Bullwinkle.

Not Adrianne.

Not Bleier.

Sticks and Stones....

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Just Rocky.

“If a dog will not come to you after having looked you in the face, you should go home and examine your conscience.” ~Woodrow Wilson

Good look...

“I wonder what goes through his mind when he sees us peeing in his water bowl.” ~Penny Ward Moser

Don't drink the water.

“A dog is not “almost human” and I know of no greater insult to the canine race than to describe it as such.” ~John Holmes

Puh-llleeeeeaassssse.....call me dog.

That is Espanol, for “one more”…. and since this is a Spanish style doorstep, which originated in design in the early 1700s…. well…….  During this era, the Spaniards would sail up the coast from Florida, and make hearty attempts at invading this part of the world.  They were still trying to claim this territory from the Brits.  But back to the design of the step:  the rounded edges signified or exemplified the ornamental arches that are found in many of the villas in Spain still today.

…and…… I am so full of mierda, it is not funny.

Taradiddle Buttress

This one… has no story.  But the down spout reminded me of the same ones that were on our house where we grew up as kids.  One Bruce Avenue in Dayton.  It seems like our down spouts were always beat to hell.  Probably seven kids had something to do with it.

Down spout on Cumberland

I don’t know what these are… really.

But there are five of them.

Together, by circumstance.

I am doing some different studies.  My latest interest is to find “interest” in the place where horizontal meets vertical.

I will devote the next few days to this.  Goofy, I know.  (I just had a thought as I uploaded the image.  If I can think of anything that happened while shooting one or another in particular, I will also yammer about it a bit…. )

For this first in the series, I was shooting, and a guys stopped on the street and said “Oh.  Another use for duct tape, eh?”  About the same time, a store owner came out and asked what I was photographing.  Yar.

Pipe on Market Street