Striped Sidewalk

Are my eyes deceiving me? I had parked my car in Lot D, the assigned library employee parking lot, and was wending my way up the sidewalk to the north of the copper sided building when suddenly I realized that the sidewalk was striped! What on earth??

I glanced around, and no one else was in sight, so I stopped to investigate. Leaning toward the ground, balancing my backpack, purse and keys, I took a closer look. How peculiar. Where the sun had been shining through the other buildings and the trees, the sidewalk had dried up and was a lovely white color. Where something had cast a shadow, be it tree or dorm, the sidewalk was still wet from the rain and looked dark gray. Somehow, the light dry strips and the dark wet strips alternated in a lovely zebra pattern that was quite amusing.

Here and there the scenery was tinged a soft brown where a maple helicopter had fluttered to the ground, stuck on the sidewalk, and bled in the rain, leaving behind the most odd shapes and blobs of rust. If only the whole thing had been in a gallery somewhere, it would have fetched a pretty penny. How remarkably blessed am I to be the sole observer of such galant art!

Try THAT for a spring in your step!