The Smiths - Bigmouth

I've been listening to a lot of old favorites lately for my little song project, and The Smiths turned up. It reminds me of art school, which dates me, I suppose. But you know? The epitome of pretention, they still stand up to the test of time and make for fun Friday afternoon listening.

Decay

I heard about this cool old building that is highly protected with fences and cameras ... and I couldn't resist the urge to get as close as possible to shoot it. And who doesn't love a mystery? Why the protection? Is it still manufacturing things? What does or did it make? So many questions ...

Old Friends

On my evening walk today, I went to see some old friends. You've met them before, here. What is it about them? I love this melding of man-made and natural. Barbed wire and vines. The rhythm and texture. But it's something else too ... that grip, struggling towards something. It's familiar on a human level.

Glorious Weekend

Wasn't it a glorious weekend? I mean, yes, it was pretty hot for a May weekend, but still. And if the rest of summer proves half as packed with fun and interesting things to do, it promises to be a rather satisfying summer all around. We went to the soft opening of Vito's, where the charming proprietor, Mike Shaw, gave us a tour of some really delightful wines worth collecting and having on hand just in case. We visited a wildflower prairie cemetery in Plain City where I got some fun shots. We went to the Black Belt party of a dear friend. We enjoyed some outdoor time with friends and family. Does it get any better than this?