I am taking the easy way out and attempting to nip my Day 41 challenge in the bud ASAP in the waning moments of Day 40. That way I will technically not have to produce Day 42 until almost Day 43. Or something like that.
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I ran across a few pictures in my possession that fit the description of “Signs”.
First: The Golden Arches.
We’ve seen them everywhere – but THESE Golden Arches are OURS. This sign is from our Lebanon McDonald’s restaurant. I can see it from my house!
I took this picture right after capturing a rather shocking photo of a disintegrating cat carcass on the sidewalk. That’s neither here nor there, but it’s the truth. In fact, I was only like a foot away from that disturbing scene when I took this picture. But life goes on, and the golden arches continue to be a recognized beacon for all. I kind of like how the sign looks with all those tree limbs in front of it. Obviously, this was taken before our ICE STORM. I think this pic could possibly be appropriate in the rural McDonald’s signs Hall of Fame, if they had one. But they don’t.
NEXT….
Second: Cutest political supporter ever!
My step-granddaughter is posing with the sign of her chosen candidate. Disclaimer: I did not take this photo – it was forwarded to me by the little girl’s mother. But isn’t it cute!?
Third: Absolutely Worst Political Sign Placement EVER!
I spied this unfortunate arrangement during a recent and very spirited campaign for District Judge in our district. Once I pointed out the unintended message, the sign was taken down. Good thing.
Lastly, Shew! What a heart breaker for me!
After John Greenwell (a/k/a Snarepole) died, I rode by his former residence and found this scene – my political sign set out on the curb for trash pick-up! The really surprising and endearing thing is that Snarepole still had my sign after all that time – he’d held onto it for several years. The fact remains, though, that it was relegated to the trash heap.
Oh well…
There are signs all around us. We need to pay attention!