every day i get off the bus and walk down the street to my work, past this industrial field. i always find myself looking for these dead flowers, the way i always look for the ceramic frogs on a rock on the way to my cabin. they signify I AM HERE. obviously this walk (and its destination) is nowhere near as sweet as going to the cottage, but here we are. i went early saturday morning so i wouldn't be questioned as to why i was taking pictures in such a place.