With the sun setting on the horizon and thunder clouds rising into the distant evening sky, Lake Verret is about to slip under the wing of this Southwest Boeing 737.
I arrived before sun up and for quite a while I was alone, the only sound the chirping of birds and the occasional splash in the water. And then this cyclist appeared on the bridge.
I was drawn to this image by the strong colors - the red of the brick, the green of the siding on the building and the yellow of the leaves on the tree.
Walking around to the other side, the stamp reads, 'FREE', which is intriguing, because it couldn't possibly have been free. It must have cost something.
I always find public art fascinating. While walking from the Ritz-Carlton in Cleveland to the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame and Museum, I'd sauntered through Erieview Plaza and behind Cleveland City Hall to emerge into Willard Park.
The two bridges in this view span the river at Carter Road. The blue bridge is active and carries the road traffic. The rusting bridge in front of it carried one of the railway spurs that used to serve the industrial area known locally as The Flats.