Fort Collins, CO, is a ridiculously bucolic town. Well, it's a city, really, but I grew up in Philly and it's tough to call this place a "city". Whatever... let's move on. There's this very progressive notion that all publicly funded acts of construction should carry a 1% tax to also fund an arty endeavour that will be placed in the same area. It's called "Art in Public Places". Usually results in crap that can be ignored and the only benefit is to the artist and their banks. But the waste of a program has spawned one great thing, so I'm glad this program exists. The Squid Jam and Jelly Preserve. The little swallow nests in the same area are a perfect compliment. Sit under the highway and watch the birds and the squids and contemplate the fossil beds. Or just keep on riding your bike, I didn't want to be disturbed anyway.
Photo info: pooly executed HDR, a camera, lens, one tripod, two bad words, and a cloudy sky.
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