It’s an olio kind of day.
My photos of late have been all over the tiny little map of Cape Cod and Martha’s Vineyard.
Nothing has yet pulled itself into a coherent post, but some shots have been interesting.
I’ve pawed through the pot of pictures, and pulled out a small pile for the ‘pile.
The other day, with an unprogrammed hour to kill, I went for a walk in Falmouth.
The “local” electric utility has been improving one of the main distribution lines through town.
Big wooden poles are being replaced by larger steel poles.
There used to be some nice walking trails in the area.
The trees took a back seat to clearance distance standards.
Chainsaw, chipper, and glyphosate have been freely applied to acres and acres of right-of-way.
Nearby, I found odd and unexpected beauty on the shelves of a firestruck fabric store.
May you also find odd and unexpected beauty.