This is a gutter, a puddle, and some fallen leaves. It wasn’t much of a photo, so I put it through a color inverse filter. I rather like how it turned out. The lighter blue shape in the middle of the bottom is my shadow in the puddle, now lighter than the rest after inversion.
This little guy/gal was sitting on bright yellow plastic “bumper” tubing along the UW-Milwaukee Panther playing field fence.
Bus shelter on the corner of Maryland and Locust. 😛
This is one of my friendly neighbors and her Great Pyrenees. “Annie” is her fifth GP and she adores the breed, though readily admits that they are a lot of work, they shed a lot, and they aren’t for everyone. Annie is one gorgeous beast!
The city is about to dig up some roads near my house and there are piles of bright aqua-colored pipes lying at the ready. This shot was a nice idea, but my phone didn’t quite get where to focus and I didn’t stop to check before walking on. I’ll have to try again. 🙂
The Have Goals sticker is extremely prolific around town and can be found in some really out-of-the-way places, as here along the railroad tracks and trail near a suburban park.
Starship landing near dog with bone, Locust east of Humboldt.
Lonely playground.
Milwaukee River from the Locust Street bridge, facing north.
Someone’s painted fence taken through the bus window.
Tiger child near the Milwaukee Public Market.
Sun setting on our way back home.
This mural appeared seemingly overnight in the Northwest Quadrant (NWQ) on the UWM campus just outside the The Grind coffee shop. This is the second mural in the building by UWM grad Brooklyn Henke. I’m thrilled to get to look at this every time I buy my joe!
We had a sudden and strong wind storm last week that brought down branches and entire trees overnight. There are two cemeteries near my house, one very well maintained and the other not so much. A day later there was no evidence of downed wood in the first cemetery, but a week after the storm the other was still strewn with stuff like this. This large maple took a hit, lost a major part of its crown and pushed over stones, upsetting the dead in the process. *shiver*
I didn’t notice any of the larger memorial stones being knocked over, which might be luck . . . or maybe the strength of the wealthier dead. Actually, the upright tall stone in the middle represents the family who got knocked about below.
Like a giant claw, reaching down to grab souls. Or just a maple tree crown. You decide.
Strong breeze brings trees to their knees. (sorry)
