Cannon River in Minnesota

Saturday, October 18, 2014

Paying Attention - 6WS - 18 October 2014

In elementary school teachers were always saying, "Pay More Attention" and "don't stare out the window."  Apparently, they never noticed that I really was paying a lot of attention, on everything but schoolwork.  As children, most of us never missed a beat on anything around us.




"For the senses wander, and when one lets the mind follow them, it carries wisdom away like a windblown ship on the waters." - Bhagavad Gita

Secretly, (don't tell anyone) I want this horse.  It's been at this antique shop since the beginning of time nearly, (a bit overpriced) hence the reason no one has purchased it yet.

I completely caught this little one following close behind me.  Then I followed along and met the rest of the flock.  Did you know that chickens with reddish brown feathers lay brown eggs and white feathered chickens lay white eggs?

See, I do pay attention.

"To pay attention this is our endless and proper work." -  Mary Oliver

Enjoy your weekend! 

Thursday, October 16, 2014

Good Fences - Antediluvian, perhaps

"Priceless things matter not for their value-
 but because they offer us an 
enduring reminder of stability and permanence."
 -  Barbara Taylor Bradford


If you're in my neck of the woods, you could see this roadside art from the freeway.

Greetings from a piece of property with two dirt roads surrounded by a field of incredible antiques and artwork, hoping to dazzle your soul.

I'm lucky it's only a few miles away from my house.  Down this dirt path I see things I've never seen before.

Some folks may label this, junk in the woods.  

Random paths invite me to wander between and around objects put to pasture, so to speak.

Please do follow me into the very land of the unknowns.

Hello peace-out hippie-van parked on a beach in Minnesota land.

Welcome to a lost, but not forbidden, coastal place caught in Minnesota.

Someone has been quite busy putting scenes to the many things out here.  

Spoiler Alert  -  I'll only show sights with fences in or near them.

This is one gigantic Harley Davidson Motorcycle.

"Fancies are like shadows, you can't cage them, they're such wayward dancing things." - L.M. Montgomery

Something there is that doesn't love a wall, by Robert Frost  'He only says, "Good fences make good neighbors' hope you enjoyed reading it.

So many flights of fancy, and reminders of yesterday, that you pause at the sight of them.

A place with a sound gate keeps the honest folks honest.

The almighty gate that keeps everything safe throughout the late hours of the night, yet is rarely closed.

Every piece I met is marked by some form of woe, or plea to be anywhere but here.  Well, except for may a few things that are enjoying the splendid life out here.

Y'all come back now, okay?

Wednesday, October 15, 2014

Patterns- A Thematic Photographic approach


"Humans are pattern-seeking-story-telling animals, and we are quite adept at telling stories about patterns whether they exist or not." -  Michael Shermer



Here's picture proof of a castle in South Dakota!

Masonry stonework, pattern stonework, imitation stonework, nothing to smirk at ever, in all of your life.

Patterns, patterns, everywhere a pattern.  Did you notice the pattern in Lyra's computer screen?   Would you believe it's a reflection?

The brain not only receives information, but interprets and patterns it.

Tuesday, October 14, 2014

The Mag - 12 October 2014

"It is more important to click with people than to click the shutter." -  Alfred Eisenstaedt, photographer and photojournalist


Self Portrait Vivian Maier

aka, The Nanny

"We have to make room for other people.  It's a wheel.  You get on.  You go to the end.  And someone else has the same opportunity to go to the end.  And so on.  And somebody else takes their place." - Vivian Maier

When I grow up
I long to be

just like the -
secret street photographer
that folks
call Vivian.
 She's a matter of fact
tell it like it is gal
snapping to evoke
the very nature of folks.

A hands on the hip kind of gal
showing young minds
the world outside
even if it blows their minds.

I'd go on a shooting spree
not to fill up
a shutter of captures
like a pornographer
might do
but rather
just like Vivian
shooting life's little details
her focus 
not so much on crocus
but rather
bits of ruckus
upon ordinary streets

People at their most silly, or vulnerable moments

being just like
a demographer
or a autobiographer
one shutter at a time
taking 150 thousand captures
like a secret street photographer-

I see a lot of myself within Vivian Maier and her captures.

To see a short clip of her work check out the link below.

Saturday, October 11, 2014

Six Word Saturday - 11 October 2014

- Lois Lowry, from The Giver

Don't squander it!

Reveling in the Sound of That

Today is "It's my party day."  Really.  

Don't believe me? 
 Check it out here, and enjoy the song, "It's My Party here" Taken from the list of Bizarre holidays.

How does that quote go, "Throw caution to the wind?  I say throw caution to the  rule book of holidays!   For instance have you read the list of fictional holidays?

Sometimes, not following the rules, is everything.


Friday, October 10, 2014

Sepia Saturday - 11 October 2014 Abandoned But Remembered

Empty, abandoned houses, buildings or especially churches are just that, abandoned.  

We understand anything abandoned 
is usually
doomed and
left to rot and decay away.
Sad, but true.

Unless, someone cares enough to step in.


Just simply abandoned.  That is all.

Are you ready for an adventure as we step back in time?
The place- Fredericksburg, Virginia

The photo reads, Filling their canteens, and was taken sometime between 1861 and 1865 (possibly May 1864) during the Civil War.

Abandoned But Remembered.

I learned about this lovely forest equipped with buildings which appear like you've stepped into an Elizabethan village of Stafford in the 1580's.   It's known today as the abandoned Renaissance Faire, of Fredericksburg.
(Not to be confused with their current location link here.)

The link below is a tour of the abandoned Renaissance property as it is today.

 George Washington's Mother owned this land at one time.

So what did the area look like in days gone by?

A few photos from back in 1927 Stafford County, Fredericksburg, Virginia

Photo from 1927

I'm not sure is that a dog, cat or cub, and do you think is it living, or not?
This photo was also commissioned by Mrs. Devore the restoration to her estate near Fredericksburg.

Again from Mrs. Devore's Estate.  Is this feed for animals?

Beautiful birdhouse as well.

Perhaps these are the hungry ones waiting to be fed?

Ferry Farm, Fredericksburg, Virginia.

So be sure to stop by the other Sepia Saturday posts and see what everyone else posting.

Thursday, October 9, 2014

Good Fences #29 - 9 October 2014

Early morning thoughts today,
 from where Gnomes roam.

Please meet my treasured earthly groundskeeper, Mr. Gnome.  He may be wearing a smile this morning, but he's carrying a heavy burden.  His friends are wilting or worse, drastically drying up around him.  

Of course, this bit of news just in from his friends on the west side of my house.  Jack Frost is still sleeping across our yard as this is being announced.  See, life is so much brighter on the east side in the morning hours.  

Proof - sometimes, somebody else is struggling even more.

"My life is a lovely story, happy and full of incident."  -  Hans Christian Andersen

Whatever comes your way
wear your days proud. - Karen Sather

"Just living is not enough... one must have sunshine, freedom, and a little flower."  - Hans Christian Andersen

Be kind to your flowers.  
Cover them nightly, stretch out their days.  
Trust an old Gnome, 
you'll miss them when they're dried up!

My morning perspective?  Beware the hungry wretched bite of Jack Frost.  Get plenty of sunlight, and for all those friends you bring inside, study daylighting now.

Always remember, "Life itself is the most wonderful fairy tale."  -  Hans Christian Andersen

Be sure to check out more Good Fences.

Wednesday, October 8, 2014

Hanging Out With Frogs

What could be more hopping fun than hanging with frogs or toads along the Cannon River in Northfield, Minnesota?  Croak, croak, crOAK!

"Frog in a little pond can be much happier than fish in a vast ocean." - Mehmet Murat ildan

Hello there, "Little Green Frog (song by Rainbow songs happy child's song)


Lunching at Froggy Bottoms.

"When I play with my band around the U.S.A. the most requested song is 'Peace Frog'. - Robby Krieger

"I'd rather be ignored as a frog than eaten as a human." - E.D. Baker

"Curb your fretting, tadpole, or the frog of your future will fail to croak.' - Thaddeus" - Paul Collins

"Don't be a fish; be a frog,  Swim in the water and jump when your feet hit the ground." - Kim Young-ha

Froggy Bottoms is crawling with frogs.  They're every where.  No matter where you look.  How many can you spot just in my photos?

Count the correct number of frogs, and be a winner
of knowing you can correctly count frogs! 

Tuesday, October 7, 2014

Thematic Photographic - # 311 - Run Down

Carmi's theme this week is

Luckily, (and perfect for our run down theme) this funny thing happened today while eating lunch outside.  No, it wasn't rain.

Always look up when walking or sitting under  freshly watered flower pots.

Monday, October 6, 2014

Northerners, The Story of Life in a Magpie

I'm sensing her concrete determination to escape.  What do you think?

Will she free herself?


A Girl, Through the Eyes Of A Leaf
(Based on a true story)


Being all tip-top and rather dependable leaves, we pretty much just cling to our branches.

Trouble is, most everything around us stands out so much more.

Of course the occasional photographer arrives a lot.  But they eagerly snap nature and decide- blossoms take precedence over the leaf.

Not that long ago, life was ripe with new growth around here.

Until a few of us began to dry out and change our colors drastically around here.

Yes, the air grew sharp
when once we winced in explosive heat.
We now felt crisp around the edges
so chilly our air grew sharp
it was quite capable to freeze any fart. so it goes.  Frost gathers again like a sneaky, toothy dragon at the window of our souls.

Another wintry wrap begs to move in.

A sudden oppressive air blows by, pushing folks to exchange their mowers for snow-blowers.

Heat made everything swim with delight.  While we Northerners now immersed in cold pockets are pulling down our shades, preparing for wintry blasts unfit for human exposure.  No more bonfires, no more porch gatherings, forget tent camping or outdoor swimming........ WAIT!

Sure our arid heat lingers from a distance but ye old weatherman has just declared-

A sunny week with our temperatures in the 60's for us!

Win! Win!

As for the girl caught by barbed wire-
she escapes
a plane 
for Tahiti 
and lives
for wild surfs!