a neat, unexpected picture

[Goleta, California - January 2015] My family (myself, my wife, my 12 year old daughter, and my 10 year old son) went to see the Monarch butterflies at the Goleta / Elwood eucalyptus grove this past Saturday. Every winter, the Monarch butterflies in the western United States migrate to Southern California and spend a month or two clustered together in huge clumps hanging on branches in these and other particular eucalyptus tree groves located very near the ocean. It's a really cool thing to see. The Elwood eucalyptus grove is in a gully up against the back of a bluff which leads out to the ocean. After seeing the butterflies in the grove, we decided to walk out across the bluff to look at the ocean. As we were walking up out of the grove/gully to then walk out and across the bluff, we came across a jumble of concrete that had been dumped into the gully long ago. It looked like about four big square concrete columns that had broken up into sections. I'm guessing it was some structure on the opposite side of the bluff overlooking the ocean, and that the structure was demolished and then hauled over and dumped in the gully to "dispose" of it. In any event, as we stopped to look at the abandoned discarded concrete, I encouraged my son and daughter to climb up on the concrete to "check it out". My daughter asked my wife to take some pictures of her performing ballet poses on my daughter's cell phone. Of course my son kept getting in his sister's picture, and my daughter kept yelling at him to get out of the way! As my wife later told me when this picture was taken, the sun was in her eyes and she couldn't really see the phone camera screen or what she was shooting, and just took several pictures. When we got home, my daughter showed me this resulting photo on her phone. It is "as taken" (and has not in any way been "photoshopped" other than I added a cranialborborygmus.com copyright watermark). I don't know what the strange red glowing streak is, but we never saw it when we were there. My wife is guessing it had something to do with the sun coming into the camera lens. I like to think that the red glow is some strange, mysterious, magical energy source emanating from beneath the jumbled derelict concrete wreckage that my son senses and is investigating. The picture was not posed. It is just a neat, unexpected picture.

Ozymandias
Percy Bysshe Shelley (1792-1827)

I met a traveller from an antique land
Who said: “Two vast and trunkless legs of stone
Stand in the desert. Near them on the sand,
Half sunk, a shattered visage lies, whose frown
And wrinkled lip and sneer of cold command
Tell that its sculptor well those passions read
Which yet survive, stamped on these lifeless things,
The hand that mocked them and the heart that fed.
And on the pedestal these words appear:
`My name is Ozymandias, King of Kings:
Look on my works, ye mighty, and despair!’
Nothing beside remains. Round the decay
Of that colossal wreck, boundless and bare,
The lone and level sands stretch far away.”