On our recent road voyage to Colorado and back, edges and ledges were everywhere.  While waiting for Hubby to bring the car around to load at one of the hotels we stayed at, I happened to glance at the pillar to my right.  Now, this pillar is covered on all sides by what is probably faux stonework, that comes in big sheets.  But someone found a very clever place to dispose of his cigarette.  And also, this disposal method, while unusual, is prevented from being a fire hazard.

Cigarette, between the edges of the stones.

The roadcut along the highway in Montana seems to be all ledges.

This closeup shot of a petrified tree

stump also looks like it’s all ledges.  It’s also hard to determine the scale, with no reference point.

And on our last night in Colorado Springs, we went to dinner at a P.F. Chang’s restaurant.  I just had to take a photo of the mural above the bar area.

Doesn’t it look like she is holding that sword by its sharp edge?  Foolish, I think.

And just yesterday, I saw our Red-shafted Flicker perched rather precariously on the edge of our back fence.

Here’s the Link to Cee’s Original Post.