This bush blooms in both pink and blue. My soil’s pH must be totally whack.
I brought my Sears 35 RF to Levis Square today, to finish off the roll of slide film I’d started this past weekend at the park with Connor. I only had six shots left, so once the roll was done, I took a few more with my iPhone.
I also enjoyed a $5 lunch from Nacho Daddy’s: two pork tamales and one barbacoa taco with everything. The taco was worth what I paid for it, but nothing special; the tamales, on the other hand, were much more moist and flavorful than most I’ve tried.
I’ve really enjoyed wandering amongst the Lunch at Levis Square crowd these past couple of weeks. The food trucks and concerts are scheduled weekly through the end of September, and I think I’m going to plan to photograph at every one, so maybe I’ll eventually be That Redheaded Lady With The Camera to all the downtown folks.
While taking a walk at the park, Connor spotted this giant stump and asked if he could climb up on it and I could take his picture. This was how he posed.
Testing out a new automated way to blog Flickr pics by sharing this photo of tonight’s rainy day sunroom picnic.
In retrospect, this was an encounter that could have ended badly, had this random stranger not been a nice person.
At first glance, I honestly wasn’t sure whether he was or not. I’ve heard things about what a teardrop tattoo means, and it kind of freaked me out.
But I should begin at the beginning… (more…)
I completely forgot that I hadn’t tested this camera at all after I’d tried unsuccessfully to get the light meter to work after I first bought it on eBay in August 2015. I got a mighty good deal on it, due to its cosmetic condition. The dings and dents and missing cosmetic bits don’t really bother me so much, as long as the camera works. I’d rather have a camera with character, anyway.
This mural can be found in the Citiwalk tunnel connecting the TARTA stop with One Seagate and Imagination Station downtown.
I know the Maumee River wasn’t always spic-and-span, so maybe this was more of an ideal than a reality even back when the mural was painted. Now, though, the focus of the public is less on the Maumee and more on Lake Erie itself.