The smell of decay and/or rot even when I can’t see the source.
The siren of an ambulance.
The shell of the house that burned down to its foundation.
The pain in my knee.
Political signs on lawns (but mostly when they are not representing my party of choice)
Fresh fruit uneaten by man or beast.
The bright blue of a robin’s egg crushed on the ground.
For rent and/or sale signs on front lawns.
Trash tossed to the side of the road, into the gutter or onto someone’s lawn.
The screech of someone trying to stop their vehicle.
Losing my balance.
Neighbors who do not return my smile, my wave, my hello.