Seasoned Greetings

 

Just a quick couple of shots today…took the long way home last night because it was snowing out, and I had a couple of things in mind for the demon-tech to perform for me.

I dislike snow…but it photographs nicely.

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Bridge Work

I had an opportunity this last weekend to do a bit of exploring.

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About 40 minutes north of me is a smallish town called Cedarburg.  Their claim to fame is ice cream (Cedar Crest) and being a little, picturesque town in Wisconsin close enough to Lake Michigan to attract the tourist dollars in the summer, but far enough away from it to avoid the worst of the Lake Effect snow in the winter.

They also have a thing for wineries, pottery, and they have a hot-glass studio.  I may have to take a class or 2 sometime soon, as glass artwork is something that’s interested the muses for a LONG time.

The other thing they have the the last standing covered bridge in the state.  The township has turned it, and the surrounding riverlands, into an historic landmark, thus protected for picnickers and visiting history buffs like me.

It was a fantastic day – not too terribly cold, no wind, and sunshiney.  I got some fantastic shots, and the kids and I mapped out some plans to go back with the proper camera and props in the spring.

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Happy Thanksgiving

I wrote this out a couple of years ago in the Evil Book of Faces…it showed up in my memories, so I’m gonna share it out here.

 

It Is Time –

Celebrate our home – the Mother Earth – without which we’d not exist.

Celebrate those simple men and women who commune with our Mother Earth daily,bringing forth from her skirts all that is green and growing. They do this not for love of money, but from the simpler love of nature.

Send your praise not to the cold, sterile heavens above, but down, into the rich, warm dirt which gives us our sustenance. Into the rock which supports our multitudes. Spread wide to all those simple men and women who work their labor of love, unrecognized, so that we will not cease to exist.

Celebrate the simple magic of the circle of life.

 

wind farm country

Sir Spam-a-lot

I have officially been ‘threatened’ with spam.

This would have shown up in the comments on my Adventures in Goodwill post had the spam filters not caught it:

This means YOU, personally, really should weight your words SERIOUSLY f z f, and I strongly advice you to delete this written defamation i c v c of both characters and a huge group of people who do not take slander and character assassination like this easily l b y t s. I do not know which organization you have got to back you up, but if you do not care about lawsuits in the multi-million dollar range, fine, just keep on what you are doing c b n c x. If you DO care about spending x-amounts of money to try and defend this CLEARLY written libel, then take my DELETE-advice. Your “Post” is now officially taken both copies and screen-shots of and digitally stored for later use and evidence. This is just a warning. We are antifa, we do not forget.

 

I wonder – did they

  1. Find the leather pants in my size as horrific as I did?  Imagine the blowback if I’d posted of picture of me actually WEARING them?
  2. Become jealous over my acquiring black & orange striped socks?
  3. Rush down to their local Goodwill in search of Twister pants, and not find them?

 

The world may never know?

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Is it Cold in here?

Imma go on record, here…

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I miss my back fat.

Not that I miss the back PROBLEMS that went along with the 80ish pounds I’ve managed to displace – or the knee, hip, feet and various other complaints that went with the weight…but…

HOWINHELL do skinny people stay WARM in this Gods-forsaken climate???

Right now, I’m wearing 4 layers

  • an undershirt, tucked into the waistband of my pants.
  • blouse, red/black floral pattern heavy velveteen
  • the hooded vest I wear under my winter jacket
  • a button-down sweater for those chilly times

And I’m STILL COLD.

I think I understand now why, a month or 2 ago, appetite reared its ugly head, and I wanted to eat everything in sight – my body was trying to fatten me up so I had some insulation against the cold.

Wake me in the spring, OK?

Winter is Coming

Ice on Fox River

the river has started to ice up just a bit

I’m in a quandary, here.  It’s been really, REALLY cold in the mornings.  Too cold to hoof it in to work.

But I miss my walks.  I miss all the little landmarks – the river, the Big Sky, the rubberized ground on the playground.

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THIS is what made me name my new landmark Big Sky

I also miss the solitude of that afternoon walk.  It’s a perfect break between work and home…35ish minutes where I’ve got the iPod blasting in my ears and I can ignore the world while moving around within it, lost in whatever song I’m pounding the pavement to, or working out whatever shit is currently rolling around in my brain.

More importantly, I’m concerned that, if I spend the entire winter in my car, I’ll lose some of the stamina that got me all those miles over the summer.

So, what’s a chilly girl to do?

 

I’ve decided to take … the long way home.  I park the car, and go up the street instead of down toward the front door.  I get to float past some of my favorite storefronts, down to the highly decorated river walkway, and all along the river behind the main downtown area.

So far, the path I’ve sketched out is about 3/4 of a mile…nowhere near the 3+ I was doing in the summer, so I plan to extend it out a bit.

And, as a bonus, I get some pretty cool dusk shots.

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Fox River Walkway

Full Moon

I got mooned 😦

 

All for Maggie…

 

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This has to be, hands down, my favorite black & white shot.

 

The SQO and I were out walking the tracks on a spring afternoon.  Why?  ‘Cause it was something to do…a way to leave the 4 apartment walls behind, and amuse my photography muse.

Actually, I think there was a bit more to it.  He might have been looking for a new backdrop for photos of the band.  He might have seen the photos I took of the graffiti in that area.  He might have even been just ‘in the mood’ for a walk.

Anyway….

 

I do remember taking a bunch of shots.  Somewhere in that photo session, I inadvertently set the camera to greyscale, and squeezed off – among other things – this shot.  When I got it off the camera?

 

Yea…shocked…but very, very pleased.

 

This shot has gone all the way to Amazon.  It’s the cover for the SQO’s book:

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