Friday, June 24, 2016

Sunday, June 5, 2016

The Difference between Men and Boys

is the resolution of their toys.

Fourteen miles in on a twenty-one mile hike
I've seen them before.  I ought to know what they are.  I do not.  Please enlighten me in the comments.

The hills were alive with Swallowtail Butterflies.
Dock diving demo at the new Leerburg storefront

Across the road a hen heading back to her nest

Saturday, June 4, 2016

Bluebird vs House Wren

For the last 12 years bluebirds have nested in the front yard.  This is the first year they've had some competition from a House Wren.

Eastern Bluebird (Sialia sialis)

House Wren (Troglodytes aedon)


Sometimes there are Sparks

I've known men who loved Muhammad Ali. I've known those who hated him. I don't know anyone who did not live in awe of him.

Let's not paper over the controversies. Let us not forget the harder parts of the narrative. In that complex story we find the truth about America: from the beginning we've been striving to reach our ideals and one only strives when they are failing.

"As iron sharpens iron, so one man sharpens another." In an intellectually and culturally diverse republic I'd say, as iron sharpens iron, one freely shared experience sharpens another. Sometimes when iron strikes iron, there are sparks.

When we honor the "Louisville Lip," we honor the tradition and the history that forged him. A tradition that is as American as George Washington and Thomas Jefferson.

Thursday, June 2, 2016

Wisconsin Blue

I choose to believe that this is one of those brain teasing pictures where it is possible to see two different images it you stare long enough.

I say this because for a full thirty seconds I sat amazed that a graffiti artist would commemorate the fact that Barack Obama won the state of Wisconsin in 2008 and 2012.  By why did the artist include the UP in their image of Wisconsin.  And, wait, why is it dated 2016?

Then I saw the bird.

Alright, maybe I am just a bit dense or, maybe, I need to tune down the political banter in my mind and get outside a little more.

But Everyone Dies Eventually

Of course you can die just crossing the street, passing a semi on the interstate, or taking to large a bite of your hamburger so, yes, make a plan, get out there, but be prudent about it.

Wednesday, June 1, 2016

St. Anthony Falls



From Wikipedia:

Antoine Hennepin was born in Ath in the Spanish Netherlands (present-day Hainaut, Belgium). In 1659, Béthune, the town where he lived, was captured by the army ofLouis XIV of France. Henri Joulet, who accompanied Hennepin and wrote his own journal of their travels, called Hennepin a Fleming (i.e. a native of Flanders).
At the request of Louis XIV the Récollets sent four missionaries to New France in May 1675, including Hennepin, accompanied byRené Robert Cavelier, Sieur de la Salle. In 1678, Hennepin was ordered by his provincial superior to accompany La Salle on an expedition to explore the western part of New France. Hennepin was 39 when he departed in 1679 with La Salle from Quebec Cityto construct the 45-ton barque Le Griffon, sail through the Great Lakes, and explore the unknown West. 
Hennepin was with La Salle at the construction of Fort Crevecouer (near present-day Peoria, Illinois) in January 1680. In February, La Salle sent Hennepin and two others as an advance party to search for the Mississippi River. The party followed the Illinois River to its junction with the Mississippi. Shortly thereafter, Hennepin was captured by a Sioux war party and carried off for a time into what is now the state of Minnesota.[2]In September 1680, thanks to Daniel Greysolon, Sieur Du Lhut, Hennepin and the others were given canoes and allowed to leave, eventually returning to Quebec. Hennepin returned to France and was never allowed by his order to return to North America.[3] Local historians credit the Franciscan Récollet friar as the first European to step ashore at the site of present-day Hannibal, Missouri.[4] 
Two great waterfalls were brought to the world's attention by Hennepin: Niagara Falls, with the most voluminous flow of any in North America, and the Saint Anthony Falls in what is now Minneapolis, the only waterfall on the Mississippi River


Painting by Douglas Volk.  The First People's were not impressed.

Winter is Coming

I am one of those people who read the Game of Thrones books and has been analyzing the HBO serialization with concern.  Two things the books capture in more grim detail: winter is coming and winter does not give a f*ck about who lives or dies.