Spent pink petals on a manhole cover. Photo by Bruce Stambaugh
I was walking in downtown Harrisonburg, Virginia, when I came upon this improbable scene. Spent petals from pretty pink blossoms on an ornamental tree had fallen and stuck between the metal grids on manhole covers.
I marveled at the beauty of the pattern the contrasting elements had made. Natural pink on human-made rusty iron surrounded by the concrete of the sidewalk.
A few of the noontime sun’s rays added a dappled effect to this natural urban art.
I am a writer, author, photographer, birder, walker, hiker, husband, father, grandfather, brother, Anabaptist, and community activist. My life is crammed with all things people and nature and wonder. My late father gave me this penchant for giving and getting the most out of life, my late mother the courtesy, kindness, and creativity to see the joy in life. They both taught me to cherish the people I am with. I try and fail and try again.
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