That's More Than Three

Most certainly more than three trillium.  All just sayin' hi, and have a good summer.  Till next spring!  Which is much sooner now than when I took this picture.  Go figure.

- jon

Oh Yeah.

Dandelions are for wishes.   To be blown away in whimsy normally reserved for birthday's.  Speaking of birthdays, Happy Birthday Kat!!!! (it was yesterday, but you get the drift)

- jon

Then There's Dandellions

Know why they grow so early?  No? I have a theory.  They are a weed.  A noxious, invasive weed that ruins lawns and hikes.  What could they possibly be good for?

- jon

Trillium

Know why it grows so early in the spring?  No, I'll tell you.  Because it is so low to the ground, it gets heat from the rotting dirt below.  Taller plant, i.e. trees, are still exposed to late night frost.  That means they cannot bud and leaf as soon.  This gives the low growing trillium a short window to grow, bud, bloom, and seed.  Wow.

- jon

The Future Ahead

A long path to follow from when you're four.  I'm just going to stop here and say how much I enjoy this picture.  Most of these are 50%-70% loved.  All appreciated, but very few totally loved.  This one rises rather high.  It has the right feel, the right winding road.  Just makes me smile every time it comes up. Thanks Logan.

- jon

Brotherly Discussion

Girls, jobs, where to get a pint.  I know how it is.

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Sage Advice

At least that's what they look like they are doing.  Contemplation, consideration, constipation?

- jon

Play Time

Of course, when you're that age all time is play time.

Down by the Boardwalk

A nice family walk.  Auntie and nephew.

Spring Had Sprung

An ornamental down in Bay View.

- jon

Don't Go

Everyone stop.  Everyone.  All ways.  That means you.  Stop.  Smell the roses?  Wrong time of year.  Did you wear deodorant this morning?  Ok.  Smell that.  Mmm.  Smells good, don't it.  That's right, stop and smell the deodorant. 

- jon

Old Train Bridge

An old swing bridge station.  Tracks covered in grass.  Ties stacked up outside, discarded from tearing the railroad out.  Windows boarded up, the glass long broken out of each fenestration.    A bridge meant to swing, that hasn't danced in a long time.  It's the sad end of the great American railroad. 

- jon

Now for Something Completely Different

Not entirely completely different.  That would be a painting, or a movie, or a poem, maybe a haiku.  Of course, those are all still in the realm of things on a blog.  What about a cheesecake.  Not a picture, but a real one.  Suddenly bursting out of your computer onto your keyboard.  Maybe even your face. That's it, a key lime pie.  Something completely different would be a key lime pie slamming into your face clown style as you sit in a cube.  I'll get on that for tomorrow.

- jon

OMG! More Puppy!

Seriously!  How awesome is that!!!  Hoo-ray for pu-ppy!

And... We're Back

Holy shit!  He's 70+ feet up there!  Don't drop him, we need new running rigging!

- jon

Puppy Break!!!!

Awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww!!!

Puppy!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

- jon

Owner Up the Spar!

Which is a lot more entertaining sentiment if you know what that means. 

- jon

Street Art

Doesn't quite rise to graffiti.  The general consensus seems to be lightposts are fair game.  But, only if they are wooden.  They paint over the metal ones.  Bastards.

- jon

I Missed It

And it was probably a good show too.  Damn.  If I liked going to concerts this would have been a good one.  I'm assuming, I really don't know, I missed it.

- jon

Evening Color

Evening color makes everything pretty.  Even some random shade shop sign.  I do really enjoy the name Erv.  When's the last time you've meet an Erv?  Come to think of it, I don't think I ever have.  Erv could be a friend I've missed, an enemy to be defeated, an acquaintance I tolerate for social reasons.  Shall I never know this mystical Erv?  Shall I never know the kinship/animosity/indifference of our apparently not-fated crossing? Where are you Erv?  Where?

- jon

Pleasant Surprise

Most of the time I look at that tiny little LCD screen on the back of the camera and I say "that's the one" and move on.  Move on with this false confidence that I snagged the perfect shot.  Only to come home, look at it on a bigger screen and think, "damn".  Either its slightly out of focus, or moving too fast for my shutter speed.  However, I thought this shot was trash, only to sort of come to like it over time.  How pleasant.

- jon

Extension?

Oh, extinguisher. Thanks Kat, I really thought that said "Fire Extension".  I suppose it makes sense to let everyone on the outside know where the fire extinguisher is.  Heaven forbid I storm into a burning building to save a kitten and don't know.

- jon

Geometric Precursor

Repeating patterns, a photographer's favorite.  This is just a precursor to our recent trip to Chicago.  But, before then there is graduation, the smokies, the mammoth caves, a couple of walks and everything in between the now of this picture and the now of today.

- jon

MAM

An oft shot museum.  The crown jewel of our glorious lakefront.  Completely out of place next to the war memorial.  Personally, I like an aspirational city.  A city that has a healthy fear of the future.  Sometimes I fault the city for thinking Calatrava would do for Milwaukee what Ghery did for Balboa.  But, if you ain't tryin' you must be dyin'

- jon

Signage

I really enjoy the various signage about town. Some seem so purposeless, some too utilitarian, and some funny. I didn't see a door behind this sign, and for the life of me couldn't figure out wher the stairway was. Further, it reminds me of the dramatically more intersting "stairway to heaven". How anticlimatic would that be... you kick the bucket and all you see is a sign "stairay to roof".


- jon