When I was in high school I saw a stack of metal barrels on the side of the road. They were at a barrel-making company in the south end of Seattle. I remember it well because I took a picture of the barrels. I have that picture in a box in our attic. Every so often I come across the print. I think I have been meaning to go back and take another picture ever since.
The other day we were driving past the same place. They still have barrels stacked up. So today I stopped by on the way to a meeting and grabbed a couple of pictures. I have always loved patterns and colors. What can I say? There are both in the stacks of barrels.