I like to photograph while I'm commuting on the bus... through the dirt and the grease on the windows even. Well, maybe not the smeared spots which someone's head has left behind. If I see something like that, I'll find a different seat to sit in because the smear is almost always at my eye level and when I'm looking out at the streetscapes, I don't want to think about what it is exactly which has been left on the window.
I don't think of myself as a germaphobe, but apparently I am to a certain extent.
Thursday, April 23, 2009
through the bus window
Wednesday, April 15, 2009
what are these?
"Oh, they're just little toys I find around and don't know what to do with.", my dad said.
I guess they keep him company.
Wednesday, April 8, 2009
watching
I love utilizing public transportation because it affords me ample opportunity to watch other people.
Humans are fascinating.
Tuesday, March 24, 2009
I'm glad this is no longer the landscape
I'm keeping my fingers crossed that the blizzard currently howling through the Dakotas peters out before it hits Minneapolis.
I'm ready for spring!
Saturday, February 14, 2009
day camp
Big news for a small town. I just love how detailed it is! At least there's a record of the film strip I watched back in 1986.
Friday, February 13, 2009
Thursday, February 12, 2009
a little heart
This is one of my favorite views along Nicollet Avenue and I would guess there aren't too many mornings that I don't gaze through the bus window at this building as I'm heading off to work.
Tuesday, February 10, 2009
trek to the Very Large Array




We finally made it to the VLA: my husband, my brother and the rental vehicle. My mother wanted to come, but was too ill and stayed in bed while we went out joyriding.
I had wanted to make this trip for awhile, but I didn't envision visiting the VLA when it was freezing outside and the jean jacket and hoodie combo I brought along didn't provide much resistance to the howling wind, so our visit didn't last much longer than an hour and most of that was spent inside at the visitor center. Next time I visit, I'd like to take the walking tour outside the center and stand underneath one of the satellites. And hope I don't run into any snakes of course.
Thursday, January 1, 2009
lines, everywhere, lines
I'm not sure why so many contrails appear in the sky over Albuquerque, but I spent a good amount of time taking photos in which they played a starring or supporting role while we were out there last week visiting my mom.
Even though Albuquerque was having unseasonably cool weather while we were there, seeing the sun shine and blue skies certainly helped stave off some SAD for awhile.







