It’s funny how clearly experience can shape our perceptions. I sat down to write just after spending a cold, blustery fall day outdoors. While I was able to keep most of me warm, the shoes and socks I had chosen were inadequate, and my toes felt like they were freezing most of the day. So when I got home and started flipping through my photos to decide what to write about, I began to focus on how many of the statues are portrayed as barefoot. I’m sure this was a symbolic decision, but looking the statues in the cold Cleveland fall and winter with unshod feet, all I think is “brrr!”
A Grave Concern 