hydrant psoriasis

A peeling, fading vestige of what she used to be.

parched hydrant

Why are there so many different colored fire hydrants in Arlington--seriously!  Orange, yellow, combos of the two....  OK, that's really about the extent of it, but I'm used to a red-hydrant town where 'mericans are true 'merica.

stare down

This is the top of a white picket fence, about 4 inches above one picket.  Is that the right word?  I don't even know.  After two beers on an empty stomach after a game of softball after 3 hours of writing a speech, I'm pretty much useless.  

34-72

This is the side of a crate filled with tombstones.  Yep, that's right: tombstones.  There's a company that makes headstones here in the heart of Clarendon.  Their store is situated at a surprisingly busy intersection, and it must be prime real estate.  I can't figure out why they're still there and haven't sold that location yet.

splat wood

A can of sky-blue paint was run over by a car next to this telephone pole, splattering the bottom 4 feet with beautiful patterns of azure drops.  Well, I assume a car ran over a bucket of paint, but come to think of it, I guess many other phenomena could explain what happened.  Perhaps: (a) Cookie Monster was involved in a gang fight and got shot right by this pole, (b) Zombie Jackson Pollock is haunting our fair c-don, or (c)... It's too early for a third option from me--what else do you think could explain this?

apparently not obvious

Exciting!  I've decided to post two--that's right, TWO--pics a day for awhile in the morning and afternoon.  This is the first such day.


So, I thought it was painfully obvious what animal this paint smattering is, but my friends all seem to disagree.  What do you see?  I need vindication here....