Although distracted by senior citizens exercising near my office, I did notice the following item along my route to work yesterday:

A cement corner piece delicately resting against on Oak–perhaps rescued from a nearby construction project. It reminded me of the following spiritual gentleman I encountered in Japan:

Somehow I think the Japanese artifact has more significance–although the cement piece surely has significance to someone.  Perhaps it’s an arrow pointing to the sky to suggest  go back to Japan.  Or perhaps it suggests Stubb would be more interesting if I put doll-sized woolen items on left-over construction materials?  Also a bib.