Under. Through.

I mentioned yesterday that I enjoy greenery. This is true. I do enjoy greenery. In fact, I enjoy it at all costs.

Quite the opposite photo to the last. This time greenery is having trouble taking over and the man-mades have not yet lost the battle with time.

I think this is a photograph of a parking lot, then I realize that it is a photograph of weeds breaking free of asphalt.

The straw in the foreground is kind of menacing.

Once were bleachers.

These bleachers are old. This field and the school that once owned it are also old. The school is no longer a school, it is instead a victim of time and of municipal amalgamation. People come here to train horses and to graze them. At one time they came here to learn and to play baseball. The wood is decaying and the metal is rusting which is also a form of decay. I like this photograph because it reminds my of the past and also of the future.

Decay is balanced by new growth - apparent here in the form of greenery. Greenery is one of my favourite things.