Drive-By Shot: While cruising along Main Street this afternoon, I caught sight of this giant carousel pony in a salvage yard near Avenue 20, at the edge of downtown.
Towering a full story in height, I first thought the equestrian unit might be the project of some artist living and/or working in the nearby lofts. Then I realized our prancing friend is more likely a fugitive from an old Rose Parade float.
Whatever he’s doing here, let’s hope this rusting pony isn’t headed for the glue factory — or in this case, the scrap heap.
There seems far too much spirit left in him for such an ignoble end.
