Every time I walk around my neighborhood now, or at least since Day Fifty-two, I’ve been noticing street drains (and fire hydrants since Day Fifty-nine)–almost obsessively. It’s like they weren’t there before. Weird.
Today as I walked, I snapped pictures of three street drains that are different than Day Fifty-two’s, but still have a certain beauty in their symmetry. One even has a third dimension!
At the very least, chasing these pictures down kept me somewhat distracted from the unseasonably cold temperature and a 19° wind chill.
Good day, good walk!