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Whatever this was, it didn’t end well

A detail of some hulking ruins I encountered in Eureka Springs – I’m not sure what the owners intended, but I am sure it wasn’t this sad end.

Eureka Springs, Arkansas
photographed 10.6.2018

Posturing

My favorite thing in the museum was to watch the shifting silhouettes on the other side of the exhibit space. And then, after a while, I remembered I had a camera with me…

William J. Clinton Library and Museum
Little Rock, Arkansas
photographed 10.8.2018

By mid-afternoon, everyone had finished lunch

We completely missed lunch. And by the time we were ready to eat most of the restaurants in the part of town we were in looked like this one: closed.

Little Rock, Arkansas
photographed 10.8.2018

Standpipe

I know for sure that this is a standpipe*. Mostly because it says so, right there in plain sight. (Although to be fair, I’ve missed a lot of things that were also right there in plain sight, so that’s not a guarantee that I’ll see it.)

But besides that, look at those mortar joints. And that wavy shadow! It was a plethora o’ stuff to see.

Hot Springs, Arkansas
photographed 10.8.2018

*How about that very lengthy Wikipedia article? Aren’t you just exhausted from all that reading?

Bubbles

We used to have a cat named Balboa; she was very cat-like, in the sense that she didn’t really care for people, and only wanted to be petted on her own terms, and spent a lot of time hiding somewhere. I believe she could have been described as “dour.”

My little granddaughter re-named the cat, calling her Bubbles. It was pretty funny, since the name implied the exact opposite of the cat’s personality, and we sort of changed the cat’s name on the spot. (Which probably made her even more dour.) Poor Bubbles/Balboa went off to kitty heaven last year, but as soon as I saw this odd window display, I was immediately reminded of her and that new name.

Hot Springs, Arkansas
photographed 10.8.2018

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