I have a thing for street lights. It's such a detail, such an over looked but wondrous art. Some guy spent a lot of time and thought to make a bit of glowing beauty. We ignore them, huddled into our coats, brushing along through the bustling crowds, villains look up, but only hiss angry at the light.
And the art, beauty and cleverness is lost.
Lighting our way, safety, casting back the night.
I also have a thing for wrought iron fences.
Guarding us, protecting us, with a shield of hard, cold beauty.
What can I say? I'm impressed by the art of utility and function.