As I first began to cultivate my interest in photography, I made a point of seeking out interesting imagery in everyday situations. Rather than add to the sprawling portfolios of national park images, I'd find the beauty, or at least the meaning, in overlooked locations. Hence my afternoon visit to the West Bountiful Landfill, where Utah's state bird roams free among piles and piles of Davis County's refuse.
If I had taken this shot a few years later, I might have tried to set up some kind of composition that included a motion blur from a passing car or a nearby pedestrian. But in a way, I wonder if the bland simplicity of the shot lets you just focus on the quirky juxtaposition of a local chocolate maker voicing its political stances. At any rate, these kinds of messages don't pop up on the Cavanaughs sign anymore, so this one will have to do.
