Bricks. Piles and piles of bricks litter the Mead's Quarry site. When you walk the quarry trails, you'll come upon them suddenly, unexpectedly, lying in broken heaps, or covered gently with creeping vines.
The good folks at Ijams gave many of them a new life in rest areas such as this, where you can sit and contemplate the slant of winter light on bricks.
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I love the look of it in black and white. The shape is really neat.
This is a lovely capture, looks beautiful in B&W.
I like what they've done with them. We've got some old bricks that were part of the original old silo on our property. Well technically, the property now belongs to Kroger, a top portion of our pasture that was sold before we bought. But I'm going to go up and take the bricks to use as border for a garden or something. I hate to see them just trashed.
This is a nice shot! Thanks for the welcome! The Majestic does do greasy breakfast well. I actually grew up just south of Knoxville, so I'm familiar with your area, too!
In the uk these would just be neglected and broken. Nicely done, not over egged.
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