Found Art Friday 49

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Welcome to the 49th FAF.  That number, forty nine, has a blinker on it!  As the Ranger is turning fifty pretty soon, the number resonates.  There are good things about it and bad things about it.  Nevermind. 

Today's Found art contains some words.  Words found out there that conjure images:

Fragment of song lyrics heard on the radio at 11:35 am. on a sunny windy day.  We must write them down on the back of a gas station receipt:  My life is pieces of paper that I'll get back to later  (a countryish vibe).  TIME magazine at the orthodontist office contains quote from Tom Waits' Rock n Roll Hall of Fame induction:   
"Songs are really just interesting things to be doing with the air".

Sometimes a little neglect can be a good thing. We had forgotten to check the nestbox the day before. Open the latch and plooosh, the sight of not two or three, but five eggs illuminated from the insideout amongst the soft shavings. Warm sunlight washes through just the right crack in the coop.

About a year ago, there was a FAF in words which attempted to describe a birds nest nestled in the a of the Bagel Shop sign. The Ranger witnessed the image, but had no Cam the camera with her.  Last week, we again hit the drivethru of the Bagel shop for our baker's dozen. Time of day was not as fortuitous for the poignancy of the image as our first sighting, but we took the photos anyhow. On both sides of the building, the 3_D block letter as were adorned with shaggy avian efforts. You can imagine that the roofing of the a pocket was superior to say, the g:

Between birds, here is a photo by Jim Lindenthal that would be moot by the word:

(Late night shenanigans by Noah and Alek   -   budding activists?)

And then there all those images that contain words:
A note to end on?:

Sometimes gross things can grow a little beautiful, can't they.