This shot is not staged. It's a cropped picture I snapped in the driveway Saturday evening.
BIL edged and swept the driveway. It's been years! Before then, this plaque was half-in/half-out of a black plastic trash bag with other junk, sitting on this doormat. I've posted a shot of that before.
Last night, when I got back from taking sunset pics, I walked up on this and laughed, knowing exactly what I'd call the picture.
📷 This is an earlier version of the "Welcome Mat" picture, shot last month. I've snapped earlier versions with the bag blown open, another before the leaves and pine needles fell on it. This "still life" has been evolving in a series of pictures since I first decided to shoot it over a year ago. It has been sitting on the driveway, against the house for I don't know how many years.
....and a cut and paste of an first time I posted the "Welcome" still life, April, 2023.
📷 "Welcome" April 1, 2023.
Mom bought this engraved metal plate at a yard sale some years ago—I was with her. Was it 50¢? Meant to be tacked up next to the front door but never was.
I found the plaque sticking half-out of a green trash bag at the head of the driveway in a pile of other junk.
📷 This building will be demolished soon, after serving many functions over maybe 100 years.
In the late 60s, the left half was a summer-only country store, serving mostly workers from the large peach orchard behind it (a subdivision since the 80s).
The store had a "cash drawer" instead of register and served pimento cheese sandwiches in wax paper, Nabs, cold drinks, cigarettes; at the counter, big jars of "Red Hot' sausages, pickled eggs and pickles.