Which train is the next to leave?

When confronted by two trains 

sitting side-by-side

signs like this make life a little bit easier.

Still For Sale

People keep taking down the for sale signs and knocking over the posts. I even saw one very sturdy post that had been sawed off at the bottom, and tossed down the hill. I understand that people may want to keep the open space up here, but I don't think this makes the lot any less for sale.

Going Nowhere

The light is green; his bags are packed; the signs tell which way to almost anywhere. But I'm pretty sure he's going nowhere.

The Jolly Jug

I love old signs.

But this one makes me a little crazy. Besides being weather-beaten, broken and faded, nothing in it matches. Nothing makes sense.

Who is that goofy guy in the green bow tie with yellow polka dots. Is he Jolly Jug? And why is he wearing a crown? Because of the "honored sandwiches?" But a crown makes him majestic, not honored. Maybe he should have a gavel, like a judge (Your Honor Jolly Jug, sir).  My son says I over-think these things. Hmmm . . . perhaps he is right this time. But for sure, no over-thinking about it, this sign does not make me yearn for sandwiches from the Jolly Jug. Ugh.

But on the other hand, just imagine how fabulous this sign could be if someone restored it. Suddenly, all the inconsistencies would just make it that much more charming.

Beyond the Do Not Enter Sign

Venturing beyond the "Do Not Enter" sign

Signs in the Neighborhood

On long walks in my neighborhood, I see this sign. I look forward to it, I anticipate seeing it. I want to knock on the house door and point it out to them. I want to make sure it stays there forever.