Friday afternoon I drove a colleague to the Strip District to pick up her car. It was raining. She’d gotten new tires.
At the red light, down Herron Hill, I saw a Life Size Chipmunk making her way to the intersection to cross Liberty Avenue. (The same spot I saw the groundhog scurrying under the cars.)
Oh that’s right, it was Halloween.
Office Party? Chip or Dale? Alvin? A leftover from the Furries
Makes me think of a crowd and my blog theme- ” place with a trace of humanity”
Below Polish Hill, turning onto Liberty Ave into the Strip District. Here is what I saw.
He got out from under the cars as we were all stopped at the red light.
Instead of crossing the road, he kept walking back under the cars.
Good thing I had my camera on the front seat.
Good thing he didn’t get squished. I felt sorry for the groundhog.
Too much concrete to burrow in.
(And my car windows need a wash)
Just a snippet. I saw movement.
Coming under the cars. Oh no.
Go the other way. He did eventually.
I felt badly for the groundhog but at least he finally made it to the side before the light turned green. But what then?
Met Leah at Big Dog Coffee (former student teacher) this morning for coffee, oatmeal ( w almonds banana and cinnamon) and conversation.
Look at the latte art and appreciate the skill it took to create it. A cup full of beauty. Delicious.
A found still life down in the Strip District on 33rd Street. I was just teaching texture last week and then I found this scene after the fact.
Looks as if these were washed up onto some shore.
Gloves and Gravel might be a better title. Do you know where your gloves are?
(Okay Rob, Kristin and Kathryn I know you don’t need them in Florida or Hawaii and other warm climate followers- Enjoy your warm weather!)
While sitting in Pamela’s with Erika’s family I saw someone out of the corner of my eye. I was waiting for two eggs over easy- but pulled out the phone.
When I looked out the window I saw this guy shooting in the alley.
Wondered what he saw.
I have shot the same alley at night.
He was intent. Took his time. Shot quite a few. He seemed to stay in the same spot and did not kneel or step to either side- but I thought to myself that this must be what I look like to others around me.
Saturday afternoon, after the poetry reading at the Pump House, I walked outside.
I saw the tug pushing the loaded barges up the Mon towards the Rankin Bridge.
Because the leaves are still on the trees, I had to find an open space to catch the scene before it got away. Carrie Furnace is in the background. Shot with the iPhone5.
Walking along Smallman Street, I saw this sign.