When I was walking to work last week, I started to notice how many people had etched their names (or whatever) into the sidewalk when it was wet cement.
Of course, once I noticed one, I started looking all over for them. It started to get really interesting to me, thinking about what people had thought was important enough to put into the sidewalk.
I took a camera to work the next day and took photos of some of the things on the sidewalk:
I looked like a crazy person taking pictures of the ground. I noticed a lot of tourists around Ghiradelli Square pointing at me so I got self conscious and booked it home. So…I didn’t get a few really great ones. I think I might start making a habit of this. Although I might go incognito for the next round of photos.