The Minnesotans where we stayed told us many times that the lake was unusually smooth, so I guess it was. But I guess these fishermen (fisherpersons?) were happy about it.
(Also, that skinny strip of land in the background is Wisconsin. I knew you were wondering.)
Lake Superior – Brighton Beach
near Duluth, Minnesota
One of my regular commenters (you know who you are) said, in response to this picture from earlier in the month, “I hope you did another shot somewhere just of the sky. Deserves to be more than just supporting cast.”
And so, here we are.
And, here we are with yet another song reference as a title. Because that’s the way I am.
near San Ildefonso Pueblo, New Mexico
I am not sure why all these crosses were lined up along the street on the outskirts of Española.
I’ve stopped at a lot of roadside crosses, and almost all the time they indicate a place where someone lost their life along the roadway. But this seemed different, somehow. For one thing, there were so many of them. And the death dates were different. Maybe over time, this has developed into the most dangerous roadway in the state. Or maybe over time, this has developed into an ad hoc location to put up a cross for a deceased loved one, if you can’t afford a traditional gravesite.
Española, New Mexico
I didn’t realize what I had for those few years I lived in New Mexico; mostly the Patient Spouse and I were ready to move somewhere else – anywhere else! – from the minute we arrived. I was, clearly, an idiot for thinking the state had “nothing to offer” and “nothing to see” and “nothing to do.” Seriously, this was here all along.
Admittedly, that pile of old clothes there by the fence isn’t all that gorgeous but it does add a certain depth to the image, with the way it echos the shape of the cloud. And anyway, embrace those imperfections, right?
near Española, New Mexico