I heart signs. I love the concept of a piece of metal hanging around somewhere for the sole purpose of telling me where to go, how to get there, why I should go there or why I shouldn't. Taking pictures of signs is a significant obsession of mine. Some signs are humorous, some are art, and some are humorous art. No sign rises to the niveau of art like the stop sign. It evokes so many feelings. It's a warning. It's for your own good. And as a barrier between you and the fragility of nature, it's for nature's own good as well. Stop . . . in the name of Love.
Stop! Wait! If you haven't read my POST on Foreign Flavours, the new Writers Abroad Anthology, please do HERE. The proceeds from the anthology go to The Book Bus, so I hope you'll buy this excellent collection of stories and articles--or share the post with friends who might.
I must be off,
Christopher Allen is the author of the absurdist satire Conversations with S. Teri O'Type. Allen writes fiction, creative non-fiction and of course this here blog. His work has appeared in numerous places both online and in print. Read more about him HERE.