We walked out to the Broadway Pier.  I love these combinations of metal, wood, and water.  The rusted bolts, the split worn wood, the shadows, the contrast of the black [water] and white [post], the evidence of the water’s force and the salt’s insistent corrosion — all speak to me of boats and piers and the universality of harbors everywhere.  Similar photos could probably be taken in thousands of places around the world; this one is at home.