Mississippi River gorge, Minneapolis.

Mississippi River gorge, Minneapolis.

Now see these:

• Street photo nr. 1 from donc je suis
• ab to c or d from your waitress
• Waking from Andrew Hefter
• Lonesome Park from Three Apples High
• make it happen from genestho.ca

Now see these:

• Hercules from Feldauge
• Amongst the trees from milou
• wind thru the curtain from 1965 monochrome
• tunel2 from lomek.ownlog.com
• Komplementär from Glanzlichter

Now see these:

• eyeful from bighappyfunhouse
• Edge of the Dunes from Perspective Images
• El Mortitxol – Dansa del Velatori from Nocturama
• Zonder titel from Stuutekeer

Now see these:

• Troubled Dreams from absolutely nothing
• it?s snowing in the silence . . from dreams of light
• The C Train from lifevicarious
• Tales From The Rice Bowl – Jazz Theme For A Lover from 3 a.m. from Kyoto

Now see these:

• The War on Terror #3: Gasoline (2008) from Andy Smith-Petersen
• Reb! from Aperture First
• It’s Coming from Montmartre

Now see these:

• detroit from Puja Parakh
• Café Chat from Black and White Dreaming
• Cherry from Wood | Stone
• 404 from Edmund Levickis

Now see these:

• Lumiset puut from luotokuva
• ode to miss (nosce te ipsum iv) from your waitress
• West Kirby from Viewfinder

Now see these:

• Framed from Feldauge
• Winter Lake from Clover Lane Photo
• oiseaux et tourelle / birds & lighthouse from Paul K

More of last year’s cherry harvest (which looks a lot like this year’s cherry harvest).

Cherries of the night are riper
Than the cherries pluckt at noon
Gather to your fairy piper
When he pipes his magic tune

Robert Graves, Cherry-Time

Yesterday was harvest day in our one-tree orchard. (This is a picture from last year, but it represents our recent take pretty well.) This year, the boys picked about half the cherries; the year before, about a third. I see the day coming soon when I can just send them out to gather the cherries without needing me to get the high clusters.

Now comes the pitting and the baking; I think I’ll avoid the cherry-tofu clafouti this year (don’t ask…) and stick to traditional pies.

Now see these:

• there are many ways to grow from Under the Amber Moon
• tucson dusk from Electrolite
• jellies from the narrative

Spring is on its way…

Now see these:

• Rites of Spring I: 1920 from Shorpy
• Silence. from Memoire Visuelle
• the pagan’s son sits quietly and stares into the flames, 2007 from Under the Amber Moon
• Wetland (Blue) from Making Happy

West River Road, Minneapolis.

Now see these:

• uninvited guest from the narrative
• Weathered from Perspective Images
• The Candidate’s Toes from Unphotographable

West River Road, Minneapolis.

Now see these:

• Gate of the moon from Aperture First
• ARPEGGI from MONTMARTRE

Merry Christmas to all, and to all a good night!

Wainamoinen, old and trusty,
From his couch arose the artist,
From his couch of stone, the blacksmith,
And began his work of forging,
Forging Sun and Moon for Northland.

Kalevala, Rune XLIX, translated by John Martin Crawford

Wainamoinen, old and trusty,
Thought awhile, and well considered,
How to kill the mighty oak-tree,
First created for his pleasure,
How to fell the tree majestic,
How to lop its hundred branches.
Sad the lives of man and hero,
Sad the homes of ocean-dwellers,
If the sun shines not upon them,
If the moonlight does not cheer them
Is there not some mighty hero,
Was there never born a giant,
That can fell the mighty oak-tree,
That can lop its hundred branches?

Kalevala, Rune II, translated by John Martin Crawford