Older daughter and I went out for a ride Sunday afternoon. We came across this bear carved from a palm tree stump. I've seen her before. I explained to my daughter that it seemed to me that someone with a chainsaw saw something in that palm column that no one else did, and felt inspired to bring it into reality. Like Michelangelo with his marble when he carved David, this artist used his saw to cut away the palm wood that did not resemble a grizzly bear with arms raised menacingly, perhaps enraged at the bald eagle that is pooping on his head, while a chipmunk that she has mistaken for her cub cowers between her feet, until this is what remained.
The eyes do glow read at night. Either with little red light bulbs, or else powered by the enraged soul of a palm mama grizzly. She guards a bike lane, by the way. Grrrrrrrrrrrrr. Get up. Go ride.