Tuesday, June 3, 2008


Blooming madness

There is a road from the eye to the heart that does not go through the intellect. ~Gilbert Keith Chesterton

Sunday, June 1, 2008

Purple haze

It is good to be alone in a garden at dawn or dark so that all its shy presences may haunt you and possess you in a reverie of suspended thought. ~James Douglas

Friday, May 30, 2008


A Twist on reality


Illusions commend themselves to us because they save us pain and allow us to enjoy pleasure instead. We must therefore accept it without complaint when they sometimes collide with a bit of reality against which they are dashed to pieces. ~Sigmund Freud

Sunday, May 18, 2008



Whoa!

A hush fell over the woods in rural America, as this fire eyed bandito skulked around in quest of something delicious. It's eyes were blazing because the light was fading and the auto flash decided the capture needed the extra light. His silky gray coat glistened in the waning light as he pointed himself in the direction of the bird feeder suspended on a steel post. Now I know who the mysterious culprit is who has single handedly bent the post to the ground on more than one occasion.

Friday, May 16, 2008

Sunshine in Chicago

Near Summer like temperatures are bringing hordes of Chicagoans to the great outdoors. Here is a prominent member of the Chicago City Council with two of her aides, striking a pose on a Lake Michigan Beach. As you can see, catching a few rays is serious business.

Gate to Heaven appears

For a scant few moments, the Gate to Heaven appeared in the Uptown area of Chicago. Only the purest of heart were allowed entrance through the portal for, what was confirmed to be, a one way trip.

Wednesday, May 7, 2008

Mother Trucker

Say "Hello" to the toothy smile of the front end of a 1946 Chevrolet flat bed truck. Found in the field of a local farm in SW Michigan, this retired behemoth is resting and rusting in a field near a barn as an eerie reminder of harvest's gone-bye.




Monday, April 28, 2008

Das Boot

Rural America was rocked by an invasion of 'small prickly things' over the weekend. Near panic was reported in several small towns as residents dealt with the infestation of unearthly pods. One rural resident was disgusted by their appearance, and refused to touch them.

Smells like. . .

My guess would be the coffee break room at the neighborhood Victoria's Secret.