Monday, October 20, 2014

Sumac for tea, ground for spice.

I walked along the Minnetonka trail and took photos of the brilliant orange and magenta sumac leaves, looking closer in, rather then across the Lake for subject matter. Sumac for tea! It is supposed to have a lemony flavor. And who doesn’t like lemonade?
Sumac Frankly, I am doubtful. I am going to give it a shot. I am also going to dry a few of the berries and also report back about the resulting mildly spicy ground sumac berries- or so they say. Admittedly I am not Yule Gibbons, I am still going to give it a shot. Sumac 2014

Looking farther out, the Lake has a few sailboats gliding in the distance. It is 60 degrees.

Excelsior Bay Oct. looking out

Friday, October 17, 2014

A Nanny by any other name

au pair

"Dylan", a miniature Australian Shepard strikes a stoic stance.

Dylan_Oct14 He almost came with the new house. I thought of the name, not an uncommon one in Minnesota. Thanks Bob! Dylan

Tuesday, October 14, 2014

In the thick of it. the Shorewood wetlands.

more mingling with the cattails I wandered, or should I say crawled, through the deep rushes and cattails and beds of flattened grass used by the deer as hammocks. The running water is minimal. In the end it was a bit dreary and my shots resembled tri-tones. The dogs found me irresistible when I returned, covered with cattail cotton and deer scent. cat tails 2

Monday, October 13, 2014

The New "Coalition" Restaurant, Excelsior

The coalition in Excelsior A straight forward presentation of the "coalition" lower case, restaurant. I have not eaten there. No reason, I just haven't. The chairs were up (7am) and the light on Saturday morning was beautiful. I am not fan of the name. Sounds too much like a government structure for me. I think I would have named it "savoureux" coalition- with emphasis on the savory. Menu from "the coalition" restaurant

Wednesday, October 08, 2014

Blood Red Moon

Red low - Lunar Eclipse October sky I stood out in front of my house and took this hand held shot in damned near complete darkness. We really don't have any street lights, but I was not going to cart a tripod out with only one cup of coffee under my belt.

Monday, October 06, 2014

At the Garden Patch

wagons The ugly ones a crooked glance Red wheel a doornig orange alien cemetery

Wednesday, October 01, 2014

Autumn is coming down

By the gutter

Tuesday, September 30, 2014

Excelsior Amusement Park remnants

The Whip

Monday, September 29, 2014

Railroad song remembered

2103 On the road again Selected lyrics. Roger Miller.

 "Third boxcar, midnight train, destination, Bangor, Maine
Old worn out suit and shoes, I don't pay no union dues I smoke old stogies I have found, short, but not too big around
I'm a man of means by no means,
king of the road

I know every engineer on every train
All their children and all of their names
And every handout in every town
Every lock that ain't locked when no one's around
I sing, "Trailers for sale or rent,
rooms to let, fifty cents
No phone, no pool, no pets,
I ain't got no cigarettes

Ah, but, two hours of pushin' broom
 buys an eight by twelve four-bit room
 I'm a man of means by no means,
king of the road"

A seasonal grill

A seasonal grill Down by the water at Lake Ann

Friday, September 26, 2014

Janis Stamps: Now available at the post office.