A tricycle in Time

The Hallow Queen crowns The Hollow King

Delicate balance
Coronation in Autumn
Carefully place
The angriest jack on the bottom.

October. Carson's Bay in black & white

Excelsior Commons, the ball field is quiet.

Saturday morning and the sun was breaking in and out of a morning cloud bank. I was up early as usual, and these photos give the impression that it was desolate, which is not true. I must start asking people to stop so I can photograph them, but in the very early hours it seems an imposition (it is). On the other hand, I have often been surprised how willing most people are to be photographed.

Dark Pumpkins Gathering

This may be too much pumpkin for you, but I had to repost this photo at a larger size. In a rare “instance of popularity” for me, this pumpkin photo went “viral” on FlickR Explore. I received thousands of views.... Okay, over one thousand views, in a matter of a few hours. Still climbing. I think what FlickR people enjoyed is the low angle and the minimal “processing” I use. (It reminds me of the invasion of the body snatchers).

Countryside Farm Market. An off-hours visit

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?
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.

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

A Nanny by any other name

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

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

In the thick of it. the Shorewood wetlands.

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.

The New "Coalition" Restaurant, 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.

Blood Red Moon

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.

At the Garden Patch

Autumn is coming down