Gloves & Hats
Call it Winter Wear
It can be difficult in retrospect to determine when a project began. Maybe it was at the Parade of Lights celebrating the start of the Holiday Shopping Season, when I noticed a glove (or two) dropped on the street. Or maybe it was a lone black glove, found at a tourist attraction (Cloud Gate in Chicago), so fine, so elegant, one (being me) might feel compelled to call the number written on the tag inside, just in case the previous owner was as attached to the item as I soon would be. It really is a great leather glove. Maybe instead of offering to return the one that I found, I should have requested the other half of the set.
The refuse from Santa's Run was interesting. I mean, it's kind of strange how free some folks feel to litter, just leave whatever, wherever. And on the other hand, I'm sure someone had to pay for street cleaning, so no harm, no foul. Still, an interesting day in many regards, not least of which, the flotsam that was left behind.
Saved for Later
Some of my 'best' finds were things that others had rescued and lifted off the ground. Bushes were a common theme. 'Oh, you lost your glove. Here, I'll place it on top of these bushes for you.' I should have snagged the scarf (above middle) . I also should have snagged a scarf from the 'Scarf Tree' in front of the church, but I thought the display would last longer; and as such, I did not get there in time.
Origins of Ornamental Trees
Another church hung these jackets on the sign and light posts all about their property on the eve of the first big freeze. We are talking negative temperatures here (°F), so well below freezing. Every last one of these disappeared within the week, but I know not where. None were my size or items I desired.
I also should have snagged this handkerchief (or is it a scarf). Of course, I know not what I would have done with it. So, no real loss. I happened upon a marathon the other day. And came across a promotional shirt or two tossed to the side. They looked to be of high quality. If I ever get my act together (or together to this degree), I'll carry around large zip lock bags to secure such finds and carry them back home to wash (and wash and wash) thoroughly before use (so, yes, maybe even another washing after that).
But the truth is, most of the items I found were scrap. Still, a nice enough photo project...
This is a (carefully arranged) pile of clothes from a group of skaters. Clearly, not there for the taking. Mentally, it could be hard to determine whether or not I should consider something fair game (like the donation jackets or scarfs on the tree). But I saw the same glove (giving me the finger) on the same fence post throughout the entire season, so maybe it's best not to over think these things.
Topping it Off
After all, it was in a bush that I found 'my' hat.
And I've been wearing it about town for a few months now, with no one seeming to think it is theirs. Which is just as well, because it's not theirs any more, now is it?
And just in case you are wondering, I am going to guess (as I don't track these things) that this page represents 2-3 days of productivity. Those pictures don't take themselves, you know. And then, there is the sorting, sizing, and determining the arrangement of said pictures on the page... not to mention the text.
Not that I'm complaining.
But a part of me does wonder if creating a page like this is time well spent. And then, I wonder, what I would do instead.
I suppose you'll have to read the next entry to find out...
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