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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
Fountains in low light
I like to read reviews on Yelp, but only bad reviews. I like to see what sorts of things people find to complain about. It’s just astonishing the things people think matter*. One of the reviews of this place, the Gene Leahy Mall, said “…we misunderstood this to be a shopping mall and kept looking for one until I realized that it was a park.” So, um, yeah: it’s a mall in the same way that the National Mall in D.C. is a mall.
This mall had some very nice water features, especially when the light was getting slanty in the afternoon.
Gene Leahy Mall
Omaha, Nebraska
photographed 8.30.2018
*Sometimes, though, things ARE worth complaining about.**
**When I had a career in public transit, a woman called to complain on her bus operator. She reported, “He said ‘good morning’ to me, but he didn’t mean it.” That’s an example of a very funny complaint but one that’s not even worth the time to phone in and report.




