Since it was a bright sunny day with a high near 50, I decided to take a walk in the woods. The naturalized daffodils sure think Spring is right around the corner even though the calendar says it is still 24 days away.
I seemed to find a lot of steps to nowhere in the woods today.
Everywhere is somewhere, but where these steps used to go is unknown to me.
Some of these stairs took a great deal of hand work to build. Shame they really go nowhere significant nowadays.
Sometimes the stairs took a great amount of forming followed by a bunch of pouring. Now they preform no purpose at all. There is nothing at the top and they took you from nothing of any trace.
Sometimes the stairs lead to something charming.
Cast iron holds up well to the elements. The plaster and lathe on wood framing does not hold up quite as well.
The cross seamed oddly stripped of its jewels.
A seedy spirituality seemed to have creeped into this sanctuary. Maybe not, what do I know.
The marble had sure given up its shine, though.
And then there was the VW bus. It was where it just shouldn't have been. It was one of those "how did that get here" moments.
It might have been left there by the Dharma Initiative. Nero might have donated it to the cause too.
It was like a fallen city in some parts of my walk.