Spying on the Neighbors

Natural and Human Architecture

Self Portrait with Snow

The Trees Only Look Bare

Authorized Aggression

My nephew and his very fine competitor at the citywide championships.

Floating Blue

At First Ave. on Sunday, I couldn't get a clear shot, so decided to play with light.

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Cleft Melt

Photo: Esther Perry

What We Might Look Forward To

Borrowed From The Past (23 May, 2010)

Rocks, Docks, But Boats All Stashed or The Letter E?

(Borrowed From The Past)

October 21, 2010

Into the Beyond

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Fading

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Reinforced Shore

(Borrowed From The Past - October 20, 2011)

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No Swimming

(Borrowed From the Past - October 20, 2011)

One Lens Through Another

(Borrowed From The Past)

Kaleidescope through Camera

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Snow and House

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Snow Stuck Logistics

Esther Perry

Enter

Ice and Fire, Past

Friday's Moon

Through To The Other Side (and have yet to look forward to, this year.)

I was biking from a meeting near Southdale, where sandy, potholed roads used by impatient motorists were what I noticed most, so I gave myself the treat of going around Lakes Harriet and Calhoun on the way home. Earlier, I had taken photos of my very shiny, metalic, sharp rear bike hub. Here, I heard, then saw the ice. I was expecting this, hoping for it. Here it is.

(Images From The Past 30 March, 2010)

Borrowed from the past

This photo was taken 31 January, 2010, in the creek just above Minnehaha Falls. I was there with my sweetheart (at the time), who was scooting all over the place. It was gorgeous, and my fingers froze changing the camera battery with my gloves off.

Minneapolis Downtown Library

The newly rebuilt library is nicely geometrical and the day was so bright.

A few weeks ago, a friend asked if I'd like to go to a how-to meeting on starting a photo blog of the neighborhood. Sure, why not? We met a number of lovely, insightful people who are actively involved in their neighborhood, and decided to make a blog of our own - with another attendee and now, two days a week, I make sure I have a camera on me, and use it - in the midst of winter's chill, or a downpour. It's not the first time I've taken photos, just never like this - my neighbors and our habitat with such regularity. It's limiting, though. Yesterday, I was at the downtown library and suddenly saw something that called me to shoot! I'll show you...

Over the last few years, I've been rediscovering photography as a way I can show an image without drawing (so very, very imperfectly), or writing it (some people just don't dig poetry). When I was 16, I received my first camera - for Christmas. A reasonable, yet cheap, little camera. In Glacier National Park I took a photo of Lake Maria (I believe), which my mom had framed for me. It's hung, at an angle, in my living room - still one of my favorites.

Now I've got some reasonably good digital equipment, but my favorite, though least handy, camera is still my old Nikormat that has been to more countries than I have, and it's just a little younger. When my dad went digital, he passed it to me - I was ecstatic! I still love to shoot with the Battlehorse, but I'm a bicyclist, principally, and frequently it's my wee little Coolmax that calls the shots. You won't see photoshopped images here - yet. But I hope you'll enjoy the view.

If You're Going to Dress Like That...

You'd better move fast!

On Lake of the Isles - one km from the Lopet's end.

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What happened that day...

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