Smoke from the fires in nearby Angeles National Forest mixed with hot, August winds to create a toxic haze all over the San Gabriel Valley. Lucky for my family, we could hole up indoors.Which makes me appreciate workers like this even more. (Though I don't think he appreciated me snapping this picture!)
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This made me chuckle. He's thinking "lady, why in the hell are you taking my photo?" I took pics of workers one time and the main one just waved and smiled. :~)
I like how the invisible line between the big black bucket and him pull our eye from lower left to upper right. :~)
I know; I worry about these guys. There are a bunch laying new pipe on my street. I asked one if they got a bonus when temperatures exceeded 100. He just laughed.
Yes. The working class, aka unsung heroes... although, in the 30s and 40s, Hollywood filmmakers elevated their status and portrayed their straightforward values as highly moral, even noble.
Wealth... the acquisition of and use thereafter... seems to have replaced that point of view as a cinematic theme.
Maybe that's why I love old movies.
As we say here in the South, "Bless his little heart." Or as my deceased husband would say, "I feel for him but I can't reach him."
We can't do without these workers in the demeaning jobs. None of which the men in the grey flannel suits will ever know about.
I had to laugh because after I took this man's picture, he did this little jig thing and took a bow.
I just love some people.
The workder probably thought he was being discovered!
Any texans gonna bee visiting our area this year?
I love it that he did a jig and took a bow!!!
Thanks, everyone!
Until tomorrow...
I was going to say, even before reading the other comments, he looks like he's posing.
The man of action shoveling dirt.
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