Ok first of all, Dracula, call me after you call that other person.
Second, these are *fabulous* pictures and descriptions and it makes me so happy to see you and Antonia and a bunch of other walkers & artists so happy.
Third, hold up, you saw groundhogs?
And finally, so cool you’re going to Montana in September! Can’t wait to read/hear more about it.
Sorry but I’m in Philly and writing that graffiti is like an art gallery is the most ridiculous woke nonsense I’ve read this week. It’s trash and vandalism. Good grief, please come back at night and meet some of these artists in person. They’ll make art of you too.
I so wanted to do this walk after reading it about it on Nia's post, so thanks for the vicarious enjoyment of your walk. That street art is robust, to be sure! I love the way the old industrial edgs of cities meet natural areas like rivers. There's so much life there, despite the decades of abuse. We have a lot of similar shoreline in Baltimore, although nothing like Graffiti Pier.
Oh my gosh, Tom, I LOVE this! You have no idea what a similar smile to that top photo this all brought to my face, alone in my office while everyone else in my house is asleep (although there is a very persistent chickadee outside). I was really hoping you were going to share your Graffiti Pier pictures, since you had a great camera and knew what you were doing. 😀
There is so much to be happy about and respond to here. I've been thinking about how to write about this walk, but mostly I'd rather read what you wrote here, about what walking brings us and how it throws some serendipity and meeting-the-world-as-it-is-ness into our lives. That leaves me free to also own the grumpiness I was trying to quelch as the prospect of a bite to eat and a cold drink got further away. 😅 The tater tots I eventually found were a lifesaver but came pretty late in the evening. Despite my aching knee, I'm glad you and I got to linger back and have more conversation.
My only two regrets are that we didn't take the route that would have gone where those people were fishing (don't know why, I just wish I had despite or maybe because of the no trespassing warnings), and that I didn't dunk in the river like JJ did. I know it's probably a health hazard. But meeting water is . . . well, it's meeting water. And I'm excited to see you on your trip out west later this year!
That looks like so much fun!
Beautiful, love this!
Sounds like an Excellent Excursion™️!
Thomas, What fun. D
Ok first of all, Dracula, call me after you call that other person.
Second, these are *fabulous* pictures and descriptions and it makes me so happy to see you and Antonia and a bunch of other walkers & artists so happy.
Third, hold up, you saw groundhogs?
And finally, so cool you’re going to Montana in September! Can’t wait to read/hear more about it.
Sorry but I’m in Philly and writing that graffiti is like an art gallery is the most ridiculous woke nonsense I’ve read this week. It’s trash and vandalism. Good grief, please come back at night and meet some of these artists in person. They’ll make art of you too.
I so wanted to do this walk after reading it about it on Nia's post, so thanks for the vicarious enjoyment of your walk. That street art is robust, to be sure! I love the way the old industrial edgs of cities meet natural areas like rivers. There's so much life there, despite the decades of abuse. We have a lot of similar shoreline in Baltimore, although nothing like Graffiti Pier.
I love this. Antonia is one of my favorite people and seeing you two together makes me very, very happy.
❤️
Oh my gosh, Tom, I LOVE this! You have no idea what a similar smile to that top photo this all brought to my face, alone in my office while everyone else in my house is asleep (although there is a very persistent chickadee outside). I was really hoping you were going to share your Graffiti Pier pictures, since you had a great camera and knew what you were doing. 😀
There is so much to be happy about and respond to here. I've been thinking about how to write about this walk, but mostly I'd rather read what you wrote here, about what walking brings us and how it throws some serendipity and meeting-the-world-as-it-is-ness into our lives. That leaves me free to also own the grumpiness I was trying to quelch as the prospect of a bite to eat and a cold drink got further away. 😅 The tater tots I eventually found were a lifesaver but came pretty late in the evening. Despite my aching knee, I'm glad you and I got to linger back and have more conversation.
My only two regrets are that we didn't take the route that would have gone where those people were fishing (don't know why, I just wish I had despite or maybe because of the no trespassing warnings), and that I didn't dunk in the river like JJ did. I know it's probably a health hazard. But meeting water is . . . well, it's meeting water. And I'm excited to see you on your trip out west later this year!