Monolith

I took an icicle from the eaves and put it in the snowbank, then photographed the results - enjoy.

Feb 12: Saturday Night: Self-portrait with Dog

Man's best friend my butt. He didn't buy a single round!

Nordeast Feng Shui: Wild Rose

 

curbside wild roses

dandelions gone to seed

in cottonwood snow

Still More Nordeast Feng Shui

My neighborhood likes giant butterflies. This pair has mistakenly bonded with a satellite dish as their pack leader, and may never learn to migrate properly.

More Nordeast Feng Shui

I salute you, victory gardens of America,

and the trailers of Patriots

who stand watch over thee.

Photo: Dandelion invasion

Remi and I walked past this field a few days ago. Strange how the dandelions took over without anyone noticing. By ones and twos, then by tens, they came out to fill the field under the powerlines of 27th avenue.

Spring Picture

One more picture of Spring.

In other news, I have a poem up on Northography; you should scroll up to see the stimulus, then read the poem, or do it the other way around. Up to you.

A heartfelt thanks to Britt for bringing Northography back after an extended hiatus. Many happy poems, Britt.

Photo of the day...

My neighborhood has its own feng shui. It's about a feel for what's right over rigid rules for where things 'should' be. It's about discovering comfort in nature and a natural arrangement of objects. Things, left to themselves, will establish a beauty without and outside of humanity's misguided fetish for order. Nature tends to chaos, we believe, and what's more natural than nature?

Nothing.

Morning photograph and haiku

Powerlines slicing
peach-hued dawn, moon retreats as
houses shed their frost.

New Photo

Catalpa pods against the morning sky. More stuff coming soon.

Photo of the day...

February Harvest.

Our Dog: an introduction

This is our Dog. He has papers that say his full legal name is Sir Remington Rio. Sometimes for fun I simply call him Sir. We have conversations that go like this:

Me: You barked, Sir?

Him: [Quizzical look]

Me: Perhaps some food is in order, Sir?

Him: *Whimper* [cocked head]

Me: Some kibble, perhaps?

Him: Arf!

Me: Very good, sir.


Later:

Him: *Whimper*

Me: Yes, Sir?

Him: [Adorable look.]

Me: Perhaps a walk, then?

Him: [Cocked ears.]

Me: Shall I bring the leash around, Sir?

Him: [sound of scampering nails destroying hardwood floor]

Me: Very good, Sir.

Viking's loss brings winter blahs

I don't like to post about sports, or politics, because once you do it's often just a rant no one cares about but man, I watched that Vikings game last night and holy cow went through the damn wringer. So many mistakes, but still so many chances to win. And now we get to go back to being a quiet city on the prairie for the rest of the winter. I was looking for a 'before the game' picture, something that showed Minneapolis on a sunny day, fish jumping into the boat, smiling like Wendell Anderson did on the cover of Time so many years ago - Minnesota, the good life! No doubt had the Vikings won I could find just such a picture. As it is, all I have is the "after the game" picture posted there to the left. Bleak, icy, wet, and now, with the Vikings done and the Gophers a disappointment (again) and the T-wolves a disgrace, it leaves only the prospect of the Wild getting hot and making a run to keep the local sports folks away from the razor blades. Put a spring in those skates, boys, and give us some hope till Spring gets here!

As a final insult, the link to Time above goes to an article titled "Worst Time Covers Ever." Jeez, that's just piling it on.

morning haiku

railyard grafitti
cryptic urban scripture crawls
to distant prairies

Dawn in Northeast

My neighborhood has been exceptionally beautiful this winter. Colorful dawns, and days with every gradation of white. It's enough to make me patient for Spring.

More Barcelona

Random gorgeous view from Parque Guell...
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