A path can be trod upon by many things. They leave behind a clue to who or what was there. Do these clues stay forever? No, they are disturbed by the wind, the rain, and the next thing to cross their path. How many different tracks can you find?
It is fun to watch the turtles and their gathering together on the rocks. This is a fountain area outside a restaurant that many people pass each day as it is right by the Library and the Santa Barbara Art Museum. It is in La Arcada Court just off State Street. If you come to visit the Library or the Art Museum, stop by the fountain and don’t forget to check out Gallery 113 that is also in the La Arcada courtyard.
This poem was written fourteen years ago. The poem was my response to seeing the images of the World Trade Center and watching those searching with the hope of finding someone alive.
Search dogs were so helpful in this disaster. A wonderful training center is about to open in Santa Paula, CA. http://www.searchdogfoundation.org/
These dogs are often rescued themselves and partnered with first responders to find people buried alive in disasters.
Sometimes the sun is at a perfect angle to create its own art piece. With a slight angle of the camera, the lines create interest while the sun plays tricks with the grain in the wood adding an eye to the swan like shape. It is the light and dark colors that make monochromatic photos sing.