Archive for the ‘Reflections’ Category

The bridge at Winona, Minnesota, spanning the Mississippi River.

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When I first saw this particular bridge, I thought it was fine, but I was not doing a Happy Bridge Dance on top of the houseboat. I took a few shots as we passed below it and didn’t even beg to make a nautical U-turn in order to take more. (Last year, under the bridge at Wabasha, we made so many passes back and forth that a casual observer might have thought we were caught in a maelstrom.)

Then came the sunset,  and the lighting–both natural and manmade– created a beautiful picture.

I began tapping my toe on the deck. I was warming to my neighbor.

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Somehow, the transition from sunset to full dark happened without my help or notice, because the next time I looked…Hello, Bridge!

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What an incredible surprise! This ho-hum worker-bee bridge by day turned into a bedazzling star after sunset and I celebrated with a series of wildly enthusiastic Happy Bridge Dances from one end of our boat to the other.

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Perhaps those wildly enthusiastic Happy Bridge Dances had an impact on the weather, because still to come: major midnight thunderstorms and your friend Wabi Sabi runs for her camera.

A gallery of pictures from the recent Tall Ships Festival in Green Bay. As always, click on any shot for enlargement and/or a slideshow presentation.

My favorite pieces.

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Behold how this drop of seawater
has taken so many forms and names;

it has existed as mist, cloud, rain, dew, and mud,
then plant, animal, and Perfect man;
and yet it was a drop of water
from which these things appeared.
Even so this universe of reason, soul, heavens, and bodies,
was but a drop of water in its beginning and ending.”

A Drop of Seawater by the Sufi poet Al Shabistari

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We’ll return to the dill weed tomorrow.

Jones Island in the rain.

Most of the pictures I took here were from inside the car since the weather ranged from light rain to heavy downpour and back the whole time we were there, providing a thick gray filter for my shots. After a while, the routine was window down, shoot shoot shoot, window up. Wipe down camera. Mop inside of car. Rinse. Repeat.

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This is a very bleak part of Milwaukee with little traffic but for trucks. Jones Island began as a marshy island between two rivers and has been gradually transformed to the (working) harbor/pier area of the city. “The land is heavily industrialized and only contains a couple of mature trees,” according to one account I read and I can offer a big “You betcha” to that one.

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Going all medieval on you for the next shot. I am not sure if this is THE Baxter Grain Elevator or A Baxter grain elevator, since Mr. Baxter, the designer, actually did a stint in Milwaukee for 12 years before taking his talents as Grain Elevator Maven off to Buffalo, New York. Either way, you need only crop the silos and you are left with an evil fortress located somewhere in the Austrian Alps: Schloss Bösen.

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And the ever-so-famous “Bridge to Nowhere,” currently undergoing major repairs.

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Skipped the “window down” step on this last one and proceeded directly to “shoot shoot shoot.”

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Because I am forever in love with rain, wet streets, and gray skies.

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Last one of this series: Milwaukee’s RiverWalk at night.

good night

More river. More walking. More lights.

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