This is a picture, not taken, of a cloudless twilight sky that was all shades of blue, indigo, and violet. Two planes, flying off to exotic locales in the sunset were poised like comets — their contrails colored in fiery hues of red and orange.

Said concrete pillar must have been 50 feet long, perched on top of a wide-load trailer. And it was currently situated to cause as much ensnarlment as possible. The route it was taking across some nameless intersection in Belton, Texas was one that traffic planners had not considered. So it was currently stopped in the road as the handlers considered how to extricate themselves…

All of this was spied during a brief moment in time as I sped southward down IH-35…

Note: this in homage to UNphotographable