Frequently now Tim is returning to a habit of going out and walking some around downtown midday during the work day, and I try to join him. It is nice to just go out and breathe some fresh air and move your arms and legs, and it is nice to see what is going on in the area.

The walks start with a stair climb to the top of the nearby parking garage, which is followed by a descent, and then another hike up and then back down the garage stairs. After that, it’s pick a direction.

Often we end up at Civic Plaza to see progress on the demolition of the old fountain and to also see if anything exciting is going on there. Other times, we just go places we usually don’t see in day-to-day commutes.

Today, we walked north from the parking garage on up Second street to the Convention Center, and then turned and followed its south wall to the east, which meant we walked under the railroad track through the underpass on Martin Luther King Ave.

Tim saw a few interesting composition perspectives while we were walking under the bridge on the pedestrian path. It was all girder and rivet under there, looking right through the support beams across the road, and I thought since Tim was taking shots, I might as well snap one or two also.

What I got was, too me, pretty cool. I hadn’t worked very hard to position myself for the picture, and it was pretty dark in the tunnel where my head was, out of direct sunlight, so I had pretty much aimed my phone camera and pushed the button to take the picture.

I was amazed with the symmetry in the image, and the counterbalance and contrast of nearby darkness with distant light. The shape of the light area reminded me of an art deco movie poster, or the cover image of an Ayn Rand tome, of the entryway to a hall of metallic giants- powerful, phantasmic and funky. It was a good shot.

After traipsing through the tunnel and walking around the corner to the front of the Verge Buildings on the east side, we talked briefly with an older security guard on the street about a close-by Ford Mustang that was from the ’60s. We realized any route to head back to the office would be much longer than retracing our steps back through the route we just took. We did that, and then made our way back to the office.

It was a good walk, like it usually is at that time of the day, to stretch you out and to give your mind a break.