Sometimes It's Just about Color

Don't read too much into this photograph.  I don't.  It's not about patriotism, or about politics, or about the split between the natural and human worlds. 

As I walked into the post office, I heard the flag flapping, looked up, went in, finished my business, walked out, crossed the street, opened the car, got out the camera, and walked straight back. 

For no reason other than this: the color.

The glorious color.