solid metaphors

I went to photograph the Band-aid from yesterday (which upon closer inspection may not be a Band-aid at all; so much for waxing lyrical). I went in a rain-snow drizzle, and on the way I found these hulking, shining, solid metaphors.

Side tracks and switch--do you want to change direction?



You may wish to switch tracks, but you probably don't want to be sidelined.


How long, how long must I wait here?

This isn't really a metaphor, but I like the promise of a golden west, here in the gloomy east. Not sure how trustworthy that promise is, though.



PS--seems I've seen the same thing, had the same thought, and shared it here before--but at a better time of year (link)