Wednesday, October 20, 2010
Monday, October 18, 2010
Sunday, October 17, 2010
Saturday, October 16, 2010
Friday, October 15, 2010
This house was built in 1904 and is present day Memories Restaruant. It has been a beauty salon and a bakery. There's a story that a previous owner had a parrot that sat on the front porch and cussed a blue streak at everyone walking by, especially the ladies. The story goes that the city officials made him get rid of the bird or face prosecution on moral charges.
Wednesday, October 13, 2010
Monday, October 11, 2010
Friday, October 8, 2010
Not the best photo, but you get the picture.
It has straightened out quite a bit this year, I think it will be totally straight by the end of next year. I pick up a few leaves daily now, the season is over.
I wanted to throw this in. An industrious spider wove this seemingly overnight.
Tuesday, October 5, 2010
Saturday, October 2, 2010
Thursday, September 30, 2010
I thought this little spring house was cute. You see them still in the mountains here and there...
I would have never noticed this with out my camera.
These old homes always call out to me. I wonder why they were abandoned, what the stories of the place were, what they were like when they were new and had families.
I leave you with a shot of autumn flowers.
Wednesday, September 29, 2010
These had drifted north of town...
I love the flags hanging off of this one. If I had a balloon I would want it to look more like this, or a Jules Verne balloon, lots of swags and flags!
Slainte, means Health in Gaelic. It is used as a toast in Ireland.
We were south of town here, just incase someone recognizes the mountains and calls me on it!
Here you can see them in the distance, floating above town.
Tuesday, September 28, 2010
I see most of these balloons each year and have pet names for them now...
This one I call the Purina Balloon. Balloonist chow, champagne and propane.
Close-ups and under-shots...
This one reminds me of the old NBC (I am corrected) logo of the peacock that used to fan its feathers.
If you haven't been up in one, the baskets are sturdier than they look.