Your mother and I are very proud.

So here’s an odd thing. I was attempting to photograph the duct tape that some enterprising soul has used to fix a broken window here. But what I captured was a wonderful set of reflections. The duct tape hardly matters, does it? This little building is nearly a sway-backed temple to the sky and surrounding [...]

My good friend S says that, watching the clouds, something happens where he feels that if such lovely puffs of vapor can be pulled off in this world then regardless of the challenges w/which it presents him, it’s an ok place to be. Can you quite make out the clouds above the trees above the [...]

I’m on a photos-of-corrosion kick. Look at these CHAIRS.

So one of the things I adore about this image is that the submerged paper has become so much a part of the mucky little pond landscape. Like a fish skeleton might.

No means no, people.

Also the only bit of space not covered in golfing young fashonistos or babies or dogs big enough to eat babies.

A. tells me she asked this guy what his secret was.  Apparently, he gets what he needs at the hardware store.  Which makes him the worst kind of people: the kind who get these results without trying, and for whom expending effort for them is sort of unthinkable. About A.’s own work with urban ag, [...]

I found this lovely sort of cross section right on the edge of their property.  Were they teaching classes?  Dissecting the hedges to educate the masses re: proper care?

I found this in the bushes a while ago.  Chicago is reputed to have a lush and varied ecology– and I’ve certainly seen hawks munching pigeons in the church parking lot down the street from my house.  This little guy though: all hunkered down in the woodchips, living quite well off of the stuff students [...]