The mix of lines and color work pretty well with the reflection to be something a bit more than just a window.
Something about this felt like a buoy on water rather than a traffic cone on bricks.
The giant peach water tower being repainted in Gaffney.
The Silver Dollar was once a place of hope.
It’s interesting how these pictures seem to capture a sense of sadness. Is it the season of winter? Is it something unconscious that surfaced? Or just where you (and the safari group) meandered?