I’ve been exploring the Southland for as long as I can remember. Walking around, driving around. Always observant. I’ve worn out cameras, in my lifetime. Yet, on a fairly regular basis, I come across things that make me scratch my head in wonder.
How, on God’s Green Earth, have I not noticed this?
Here’s one of those things. I came across it, yesterday, about four miles from home, in Uptown Whittier, while cooling my heels. I’m leaning against my car, looking around. I look to my left, at a small park I’ve driven past thousands of times. I’m all,
Here’s what I saw. I have no bloody clue how long it’s been there. I’ve gone past this thing, not thirty feet away from it, literally, thousands of times.
It’s huge. It’s bronze. It’s beautiful. And, until yesterday, it was invisible.
Yet again, my sensibilities are slapped upside the head by the knowledge that I don’t know everything there is to know about everything there is.