I took this on the way to my car after a football game this fall.
It reminded me of taking city walks in Philadelphia where my parents lived.
When we headed south on Ninth Street, we’d see ceramic window decorations and many were religious.
It was as if the residents dressed their windows for others to see and enjoy.
Maybe I’ll return and see what’s in this window for Christmas time.
Friday afternoon, Cupples Field on the South Side, right after school.
I went to my first High School football game in years!
The flag flew at half staff. (There is a site that lists notifications to fly the flag at half staff.)
One minute it was blue sky and fluffy white clouds, the sun catching the gold dome of St. John the Baptist Ukrainian Church on West Carson Street.
A wind came up and the rain began to spit. The temperature dropped. The sky got dark.
I’d taken cameras for students to take photos outside of the classroom. It was time to head home!
Walking along Carson Street on the South Side, a slight movement caught my eye. I stopped. The man on the phone looked up.
I “asked” if I could take a picture with mime-like camera, he gave a nod yes, went back to his phone as I fumbled in my bag for my real camera, not my iPhone. Had the settings wrong, took another one quick. Got his attention and acted like I was typing, conveying I would email it as I hurried back to my car across the street. I was thinking about the cookie jars in the second hand store across from the post office but I felt this was the shot of the day!
I’ve been driving by this knight for awhile now. And Wednesday I got my chance to ask about him…
Off the beaten path as they say. Squeezing in another quick peek at an establishment on the South Side. Dave was out posting a sign for St Patrick’s Day festivities and I had always wondered about the rusty knight out front. Bought on the internet it turns out, filled with concrete. There is an Uncle Fester inside under a black light and his boa is wild. VERY dark inside so hard to get a non-grainy, clear pic on the fly. Dave tends the bar and dresses up and there is a “thing” type hand on the cash register, sitting there without being attached to a body. Halloween theme every day of the year. I hear you can get a little skeleton in your drinks. When I was there the place was empty except for the murals and masks and spiders and creatures that decorate the place.
He was so nice to let me come in and see the Halloween decor. 140 S 18th St.
From Ghoulies and Ghosties
and long-leggedy beasties
and things that go bump in the night
Good Lord deliver us. “
I did a crewel stitch of this little prayer
for Mark’s baby room in 1976
(or maybe it was Matthew’s in ’80)
It’s all I can think of to accompany
today’s post.I’ll find the crewel embroidery and
put it on the keep or pitch blog.