shadow chalk drawings.

Was walking to the Concordia Coffeehouse yesterday to grade papers, and I paused at this square metal newspaper stand hovering next to a bike rack -- someone had taken blue chalk (on a previous, sunny day) and etched drawings/outlines where their shadows had fallen, probably near dusk. It seemed haunting and fitting at the moment to observe the chalk drawings under a gray, overcast sky, and to still "get" where they came from, and to appreciate the quirky, oddball beauty of it all.