This is a picture, not taken, of the thinnest of suspension bridges, spun by some unseen spider between the handlebars of my bicycle, barely seen in the morning sunlight, somehow managing to avoid destruction while my hands shift gears and brake, and while strong headwinds rage against it…

This is a picture, not taken, of a small, black trash can filled with empty plastic bottles and aluminum soda cans not twenty feet away from a much larger blue recycling container…

This is a picture, not taken, of a woman standing out of the rain, with her purchasing partner, in a small tent, and holding an open umbrella over her head, blocking anyone else without umbrellas from standing out of the torrential downpour…

This is a picture, not taken, of an impatient driver and a rainy day, first spotted cutting into a gap for left-turns of oncoming traffic, immediately tail-gates, rides my bumper when I have to brake for a truck swerving into my lane, said driver gets onto the highway, then back off, only to wait at a red light and smoke before continuing straight, the same light I am waiting on to make a left-turn, which could have been avoided if he stayed on the highway…