Showing posts with label Anderson. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Anderson. Show all posts

Wednesday, May 21, 2008

Neck Flowers

There are several uses for dandelions. One is to make necklaces from the flowers and than sit in the backyard and read. Luckily I have quite a few of the yellow symbols of spring in my possession and an artiste familiar with the construction of previously mentioned necklaces.



I played some outdoors tennis tonight. It was a beautiful night with some breeze and the tennis should have been great. What is the opposite of the zone? That's where I was tonight. Luckily most of the rest of the quartet were in the same neighborhood and we had a couple of close, but artistically miserable sets that took nearly two hours to finish. That's how it goes some nights in May.

And finally a family photo from the 1930's sometime. Marian, Dorothy, Leona, Lillie, Louise, and Marvin Anderson. The family is all gone now. My aunt Louise died this week at the age of 89. May they all rest in peace.

Tuesday, July 3, 2007

Some Rain to Rest On

The weather wizard wins, Wilson waits. There are storms in the area and so the bike and the racket rest. Tomorrow promises better weather and more opportunities for photo madness. It will be Independence Day and Canterbury Downs has free hot dogs for its patrons, and who can pass up heated, ground pig parts and preservatives in casings, slathered in mustard.

From the recent archives comes this photo of the reflecting pool just outside the Como Park Conservatory. The good taxpayers of St Paul have been financing improvements to the grounds at Como the last few years and the pool has been repaired and filled with water. The ducks have joined in the fun and now the people come and take pictures. I rode the Trek by and took this picture from the top of the hill so as not to disturb the woman on the shore photographing the ducks off to the left.


And some scanner fun. Why is the cow in this picture? Minda has a firm grip on the cow's ear to keep it in place, while Hansine and Richard show off the new baby. Baby Lillie, I presume, and the year is likely 1914. The photographer's large shadow in the foreground indicates a man, but is it Jake or a man friend of Minda? Maybe Grandpa Nils? The field in the background was likely freshly stripped of its trees in the not too distant past to facilitate crops. There was farming going on.


Mostly rain at Wimby, but Mauresmo is gone.