Driving a country road I came upon a weathered roadside memorial or shrine to someone loved and lost. If traffic had been less dense and there was shoulder to park on I might I have investigated it closer.
The weeds in the ditch were growing up around the dried flowers and white cross that made up half of the memorial. The second half was a droopy pink Care Bear locked in a bird cage, perhaps in an attempt to lock in the spirit of a loved one lost.
I think it was Love-a-lot Bear.