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Quilt Show (do not touch)
I cannot over-emphasize how much fun we had at the Nebraska State Fair. And we truly enjoyed the quilt show – they were stunning works of art. And my impression that people in Nebraska fill up those long winters (which I believe last upwards of 16 months per year) by making quilts is a complete stereotype, and surely wrong. But still, the quilts were beautiful.
Each quilt came with a little sign that said, “Please do not touch.” It was almost impossible, though, to not touch them. I wanted to feel those tiny stitches, notice the different textures of the fabrics, and just rest my hands on them and think about the hands that did the work.
Nebraska State Fair
Grand Island, Nebraska
photographed 8.28.2018
Window Seat
This chair, set tight against a window-without-glass, seems to represent a someone’s sad story. I’ll let you fill in what you think is going on – I have my own ideas…
Maywood, Nebraska
photographed 8.26.2018
Bob the Bridge holds it together
Here’s another view from our friend Bob the Bridge, looking upriver past one of the cables.
Bob Kerrey Pedestrian Bridge
spanning the Missouri River between Omaha and Council Bluffs
photographed 8.31.2018
In the departure lounge
I’ve mentioned previously how I can fill up time at an airport by taking pictures. And, here I was again, in Omaha, waiting on my flight…
Eppley Field
Omaha, Nebraska
photographed 9.1.2018
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.
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