The first was a weekend stay in Tivoli, New York. The Sunday of our stay some friends and I went for a long walk on the property of the house we had rented. While tramping around in the woods we came upon a road of a sort. It seemed to have been made by locals driving ATVs. I decided to walk along it, as tracks like that usually meet up with roads and driveways. When I came to a fork in the rough road I saw a funny thing in the overgrown brush, a rusted out lawnmower. When I called my friends over I thought it was very funny saying, "Walk down the track, and turn right at the lawnmower." (Yes, I'm easily amused.)
The second trip I made was to England. My first couple days there were spent in Guildford at a hotel conference center called Barnett Hill. The hotel had many acres of lovely manicured gardens and beautiful walking and biking trails through the surrounding woods. While I was walking in the forest there, I saw, off the trail a bit, an old cart wheel leaning up against a tree.
I love the careful placement and tidiness of the cart wheel in contrast to the random and crumbling appearance of the lawnmower. I knew I wanted to post the two photographs together.
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