Sometimes when I'm walking around I notice the dirt and the grime, the cracks and stains, the rust and the just plain odd. And, I think it all has it's own unique charm. Here are some examples of Covington's charm, up close and personal. This is not meant to showcase anything bad, just a different way of thinking about it. This is a more abstract post, so think outside the box.
P.S. If you think you have a guess about what or where something is (or
have no idea and would like to know), leave a comment! (Hint: I was in
the Seminary Square/Westside neighborhoods for most, and a few are from
around my house.)
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| The rusted bottom of our fire pit. |
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| A brick from my house. |
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| Another brick. |
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| And one more brick. |
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| The lint vent from our dryer. |
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| A close up of my upstairs wood floor. |
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| A plant in my room. |
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| Scum draining down a pillar in the 8th St. railroad underpass. |
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| An upside down view of the 8th St. underpass. |
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| A chunk missing from the underpass. |
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| Some more stuff along the wall of the underpass. |
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| Rusty spots on a sign for a parking lot. |
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| Ok, not really filthy, but still cool. |
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| Close up of a stone wall outside a house on Russell St. |
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| Bark. |
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| Close up of some ivy. |
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| The empty shell of a pay phone. |
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| Rusty staples on a telephone pole. |
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| Rusted sign post. |
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| Telephone pole. |
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| Cracking asphalt. |
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| Broken glass. |
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| Brick dust on the sidewalk. |
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| Another close up of a stone wall. |
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| Peeling paint on a brick house. |
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| Dry mud along Martin Luther King Jr. Blvd. |
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| More bark. |
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| A stain on the sidewalk. |
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| Oil stains in the street. |
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| Cracked sidewalks. |
