a flamingo, perhaps?

It was such a gorgeous day, though maybe a bit cooler than I'd like.

After all, it was ten degrees cooler than yesterday.

But, still, feeling in need of a walk, I headed to Forsyth Park.

The SCAD students had their sidewalk chalk art contest yesterday, and, as the forecast rains had failed to materialize, today would be a good day to peruse their creations.

Rather, it should have been.

I parked at the south end, with my plan being to walk down to the north end and check out the art along the main corridor between the fountain and on down towards Sentient Bean.

I suspected I would not find much as soon as I hit one of the side spokes wheeling out from that splashing fount.

No art, not even faded, just ... none.

I saw the numbers in the corners of some squares of walkway, but not a single drawing.

Mostly what I found was like this.

Some of the artists had made use of two or three squares to create their message.

Most had just utilized the one allotted bit of sidewalk.

The only remainder of the single-frame story they left behind after several hours in the sun?

These faded remnants of color, some present as a muted band, some just random washes of something that had meant more yesterday.

There was naught, save that lone flamingo, that could serve as a resemblance of the Sidewalk Chalk Art Festivals of the past.

Oh, well.

Perhaps next year will bring a fresher, brighter, gallery!

(smile!)