I was picking up a quilt in a Wexford neighborhood and saw this furniture out in front of a house. You remember how I like to photograph what’s left at the curb. I pulled over and tried to get a photo but it was tight so I thought, “I’ll pick up the quilt, then drive back this same way and shoot it on the way home.” But someone scooped the end table before I got back!.
There’s no end to this series. Unfortunately.
You’ve seen my posts of Recliners in the Rain or Whose Chair? And maybe read my 2017 piece on Guaranteed Distraction of Unexpected Garbage. ￼Remember the Pink Toilet Waiting in the Snow? (From 11 years ago? )
If you’ve followed the blog for a time, you’ll recognize the theme. There have been some fine items waiting for pick up I couldn’t photograph and had to drive on by. This one I captured by actually getting out of the car instead of pulling over and taking it from the driver’s window.
Wednesday night’s trash awaiting pickup was a real find. Perhaps it felt extra sweet cause I haven’t been out and about this past year so no new discards could be found.
Late Friday afternoon. Points North of the city. Got out of car to drop something off and there it was. A front loader, sitting there, curbside.