The clouds and storms were rolling in as we arrived in St. Louis. We took the time to walk around the Gateway Arch, an amazing structure that commemorates the gateway to the West.
I like how the metal panels that cover this thing look like a patchwork of grays and silver. It really was a dark, cloudy afternoon, too, which adds to the shades of gray.
I was fascinated by the base of this huge structure, and how it looks to me like the bow of a ship, cutting through stone and earth instead of water. On the far left is a reflection of a person, appearing as an abstract form.
We left there and headed on into Missouri. As we drove through the city on the interstate, we heard on the radio of the bombings in Boston.
Somehow the grays seemed even more gray after that.