It's raining out so I am going through some of my trash walking photos instead. Sometimes I find things that make me wonder what's the story here. I picked up this glove. I was not curious enough to find out what was inside.
I was walking around Lake Harriet recently and passed by this tableau. I didn't have a bag with me so I left it there for someone else to enjoy. It must have been a wild night or maybe someone realized just how stupid that hat is.
This was in an alcove by the Post Office. There was a worker on break, having a smoke, rearranging all the butts in the pail into the shape of his home state. Is that Wisconsin?
The spray can was empty so the next best pass time is setting stuff on fire.
I reached for it and then I decided to leave it. One of the many varieties of grass spiders in Minnesota.
Making movies in the park?
It was the start to another bad day, out of smokes, out of dew, and out of time.
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