It makes you consider: what is recombobulation? How discombobulated do you feel when you have relinquished your shoes, purse, backpack, laptop and phone and had your body scanned by electronic devices? How about this one:
How considerate to warn cars passing on the highway that poisonous gas has leaked from these oil refineries! But once you are passing, how do you heed the ‘Do Not Enter’ warning? Do not enter what? The surrounding airspace? Then there’s this:
I wonder at the necessity of this sign. Who would manhandle a bat if they happened to come upon one in a cave? I hate to think. If not afraid, I would hope they’d be respectful. And finally, consider this proposition:
How would you set the table in this picnic area? I hope you brought plenty of duct tape and napkins!
scillagrace 
I adore the picnic tables.
I guess they don’t want them piling high with snow during the winter…
I love people who read all they can see. 🙂
When she was about 6, my daughter asked me if it was possible NOT to read something once you’d learned. I felt like she knew there’s no going back.
This shows how observant your artist’s/writer’s eye is. How many would stop to ask the questions you ask? Great photos and thoughts.
Thanks, Victoria! I often want to get into dialogue with signs…”What do you mean by that?” But they rarely answer with any added illumination.
Very amusing, Scillagrace. Thanks for the smile.
My pleasure!
The photos are as much fun as your speculations.
Visited Susan’s blog. Talent runs in the family. Appreciate her spare bio as well and tastefully done site design. Is she the only other in your family who blogs. In mine, just my daughter-in-law and one cousin who has a site related to her business.
My youngest daughter started a blog, too, and I think it’s in the side bar widgets on mine. My son writes songs and poetry, but rarely shows it to anyone. My middle daughter’s talent is dance. They’re all delightfully creative, I think!
I’m sure the nurturing had something to do with that, Priscilla. 🙂
…as well as the genes. 🙂