Misty Marsh

Behind my house there is a marsh next to a river. 
Last week the temperature dropped rapidly and made beautiful mist rise from the rushes. Early in the morning, as the sun starts peeking over the tree line, it is a very quiet and peaceful place. Who would know that the freeway to the city is just a few 1000 feet away.

My Family

I love every one of them ....

WHERE DID YOU COME FROM?

Fish Tugs of the Greatest Lake

Jolene

JOLENE 248708 Built by Burger Boat Co. in 1945 for Joseph Felbinger, Chicago, Ill., the 55 ft. x 14 ft all steel vessel was equipped with a 100-120 hp Kahlenberg oil engine. MVUS lists Felbinger as owner until 1974, Marie Wisocki, Chicago, 1975-1981; Jeffrey Furness, Michigan City, Ind., in 1989, and Paragon Fish Corp.(Dan Anderson), Milwaukee, up to the present. Furness was the owner for a number of years, and repowered with a Volvo diesel. Anderson has repowered with a Caterpillar D3406 diesel, and still owns the boat.

The JOLENE made news in August, 2006, when the boat freed the grounded 68-foot yacht of basketball star Latrell Sprewell, after unsuccessful attempts by the Coast Guard and the Milwaukee Police harbor unit.

Poppies

Orange flowers, Spring bloom

Rise from the ground like fire

Fragile and strong, us

Ride anyone?

The Wizard of Gripes

During a recent visit to Portland, Oregon I find myself wondering what went wrong in the Midwest? Why is it that the coasts seem to be the locations dominated by the idea of ending sprawl with their fancy environmentally conscious metro systems, pedestrian friendly areas, and a limit of one fast food restaurant per mile instead of per foot? Did "The Wizard of Oz" not get the message across regarding coastal train barons and the non-wealthy person's plight for economically sound investments? *sigh* I'm moving to France.

window to the past

In today's travels, I found this remains of a stone house off an old road outside Filmore. I pulled in the grassy, overgrown drive and got out to look at what was once someone's home. This view is from the outside, looking in through the window. It sort of felt as if someone was looking back at me.

another time

Another day, another drive. Again, somewhere in the middle of somewhere, I came to a corner where the shell of a church was left standing. My mind went to a time of families arriving by horse and carriage. Dirt roads, dusty air.

A crumbled past...

Driving somewhere north/northwest of Ozaukee County, I took a turn down a road that had no markings or signs. I wasn't even sure it was an actual road. I couldn't help but stop for this photo. Once this building stood solid. For how long? Why did someone stop using it? Was it empty when it crumbled? Was anyone around when it finally fell? What did it hold? Why weren't there any other buildings around? What happened to everyone and everything?

I don't understand these people

There are milk cartons all over this house ... and no one is tossing them to me and making me chase after them. They are just ignoring me. What's the use of having great cartons when people just go about their business and let me sit here. I have been sitting here for over five minutes (I think).

Well at least I'm not locked outside with that German Shepard bitch. She is soooo bossy. If anyone throws food to us she gets it all EVERY TIME. I don't know.... one of us even pooped all over my dog house to claim it....was that me, I don't remember.
See that Chewies box, yeah I have them hidden all over the house. They give them to me and I hide them....I don't really know why, it's a cultural imperative for Jack Russell mixes I think. Dang I wish I was chasing a milk carton.