It's a picture a day.

Some weeks ago i almost drove into and, never came out of this chuck hole*. However, as i swerved, i noticed the bricks and came back and took a picture the next day. A true photographer has to put aside the "what do people think i'm doing in the middle of the road with a camera? sensation". I never quite get there, i'm self conscious; that's why my best shots are in the woods.

* Chuck holes, no one calls them chuck holes anymore; too unsophisticated? Now it's pot holes, i feel like 'pot holes' came from a New York consulting firm. There's no logic to pot hole, how did a pot make a hole? (Wood)chucks can make holes.