For some reason this old sign seems to represent the cycle that life goes through. Once bright and new, and possibly bustling with people, and then, eventually... No more than a noble old sign, hanging above a street, with rain dripping off it. (This isn't meant to be a Melancholy 'Nothing we do has any meaning' sort of post. Just the incredible cycle of life. : ) )
It could mean all this deep stuff... Or it could just be
'Diana's Restaurant and Lounge ~ Seafood-Steak'.
o-o
Anne:The not-yet-opened storefront (Volcano Editions Art Gallery) whose entrance I slipped under to escape the rain while Jake was taking his photo...
Jake and I had a date tonight...at a performance by our wonderful local theater, The Franklin Stage Company...
The opening-night reception on the porch and front lawn of Chapel Hall after the show...