Friday, May 30, 2014

Looking up. A woodpeckers work.


Wednesday, May 28, 2014

I stopped to click the flowers. Highway 7 Countryside Market


Red Wagon, yellow spokes, pink flowers... should I use more subtle color names? 

The morning sun was a intense. The temperature a mild 6o degrees. I had a chance meeting with a group of flowers at the Countryside Farm Market, which was not open at 6 am. The warm polarized  light muted subtleties, but then again, what are subtleties? Only slighter exaggerations.

I stopped to click the flowers. Highway 7 Countryside Market

The morning sun was a intense. The temperature a mild 6o degrees. I had a chance meeting with a group of flowers at the Countryside Market, which was not open. The polarized the light muted subtleties, but then again, what are subtleties? Only slighter exagerations.

Tuesday, May 27, 2014

A new pizza place from my new location. B. Grizzly's Pizza

Thursday. I ordered a carry out pizza from a pizza place with an unusual name: "B.Grizzly's" I documented the event, to properly note the culinary importance.

Friday, May 23, 2014

Memorial Day in gray

Tuesday, May 20, 2014

St. John the Baptist Church, Shorewood

A foggy morning. Peering through the haze, the roofline and cross on top. Nearby.

Friday, May 16, 2014

The Excelsior Dock Theater at 6am

The Excelsior Dock needs some physical attention. A coat of bright paint. A simple mural. Perhaps I should photoshop some ideas.... But perhaps I am out of the loop. Perhaps there is other things in the making. An empty lot sets next door.

Thursday, May 15, 2014

I'm

I should probably update my photo, here is one I took hanging out in the 38degree Mid May/Spring weather. "I'm"

Tuesday, May 13, 2014

Ponderous in Shorewood

Friday, May 09, 2014

Rusty Union Pacific, and a distant horizon.

Wednesday, May 07, 2014

Making a break for it, from St. Alban's Bay.

The time was right.

Monday, May 05, 2014

Water Street, a paneful tale. A schooner that will not sail....

Water Street, Excelsior. Sunday Evening and, as I take a few store front pictures, a mid-50ish man walks by sporting plank shorts, a noisy black & white animal print hat and t shirt. The sun is going down and it is around 55 degrees. The street is dying down after a brief spell of excitement generated by the Minnesota Wild playoff game. I focus on the mundane.Pansies. Ships that belong in large bottles. Alas, I have missed the Art Tour.

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